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Utwór: MCF (Money comes first)

  • wykonawca: Cappadonna
  • wyświetleń: 1024


     Black solidarity day, arrest sentence
  Looking at the moon he starts his coming soon
  High like my man cmon give me the fame
  His flame is so bright, open up your life
  Let me swim wiht your feelings
  I love yall to death get married to my song
  I prolong, nigga, my style is real strong
  Plus I stay dipped like the first day of school
  Blood pool kid with the low cut fade
  My darts is number one, playtime is over
  Black October, my debt still correct
  Revised and updated from the old temple
  Big Pens is Tai Chi
  Head crack shit my brains is Jet Li
  Put away your weapons its Master MC
  One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me
  
  Chorus:
  Feet come first, sometimes not the head
  Some niggas eat, some dont get fed
  If you live by the sword you might die by the lead
  You get what you get if you thinking with your dick
  MCF mean your thinking with your head
  Money comes first this time I cant dead
  You get what you get if you thinking with your dick
  MCF mean your thinking with your head
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Warp in the projects watch out for Ted
  Hearse get your first, too late, no paramed
  Dark Park Hill day, cold and sour
  Its only Staten Island that represent the power
  God body we stand, unite, kid, right
  With the excellent beam of light, so stand still
  Hold your breath, the late homicide hill
  Before the big gates, everything was chill
  SHAOLIN, its like Hurricane Kim
  SUUU, you better beware, we comin in
  Original, yeah its the kid from back then
  To all the pussy niggas that be tryin to pretend
  MCF killa bees, son what, you gotta problem
  Deja vu, 45 slug that escalates
  Dont perpetrate, hip hop is mine
  Find something else, words is dealt, quarterly
  In a orderly fashion, thrashin, black mamma javelins
  Travellin, once again dun, try to comprehend
  Catch a split end
  
  Chorus
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Im takin trips downtown, havin the shit go down
  Fresh niggas, fresh hats, sometimes I carry gats
  Low straps, baggy slacks, one forced the chain with the six gold caps
  I go for dolo, hear my LP style for solo
  Han Solo with his rap Star Wars goin on tours for the course
  whirlwind, record spin, walk forward, explorin
  The lime livin, plus thank heads forgivin
  But sue the ones that dont, Cappa's goin gold
  never sold my soul, twenty somethin years old
  Try for the globe, one time tastin the wine
  Teeth are dumb, deaf, and blind, have strength
  to go the whole length, for my two seeds, house these,
  Tooth fairies, February sanctuaries, child support court
  Days are too short, Im completin all my goals, stay amped up
  Be alert, secure the foundation, seek more education
  that money can never worth, head first, feet first, whatever the case
  MCF means fuck off kid, you outta place
  
  Chorus
  

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