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Ill Knob - A beautiful thing

Tekst piosenki:

   feat. Raheem
  [Chorus: Ill Knob]
  Up in this thing of our's we devour c-cipher power
  My Klik move like Navy Seals and nuclear showers
  On the streets we rollin with beats and mad heat
  We talkin dumb loud, niggaz ain't even discreet
  [Ill Knob]
  Eh yo, this thing of our's should be treated with respect
  Anythin else should bring forth a slug to your neck
  Me and my people get even with the enemy you sleepin with
  So, where creepin at? My eyes is always peepin that
  Now I'm keepin that, gotta ride off the camp
  Move, who you beepin at? We saw you reapin that
  Release the strap, get in the back cuz I'm takin this rap
  Where the money at? Now we 'bout to pound you with bats
  Hate to see it, you wanna be tough? So be it
  I'ma treat ya like ya heathin it 'til you stop breathin it
  It's Ill Knob, ya wanna be God? Come amongst
  I'll introduce Lord Ramel from the Bronx
  With Kenny Fingers, Rowdy Raheem and Adriatic
  The K to the G to the B, Klik Ga Bow blows the static
  [Chorus x2]
  [Ill Knob]
  Yo, he's a friend of our's, a made man in his clan
  Negociatin with the yakaza out in Japan
  We hittin foreign lands, got ten men in Finland
  Just waitin on the word my niggaz ready to send
  I got a puch filled with diamonds, big rocks crazy shinin
  Took it to my man Don-Don the Dooga
  He said, "Forget about it, it's frig-azy", you niggaz'll drive me crazy
  When the shots stop, mad gun smoke hits pave the skies, eh?
  You don't even believe it that I'm livin so trife
  Yea, I live by the gun and probbaly die by the knife
  What is life? A hitch-house, I got shot twice
  The Ill Knob hard to get rid of like lice
  Whatever, I sport my slug-proof like pleather
  And if I get hit, my name will live for ever
  [Chorus x2]
  [Ill Knob]
  I'm at this club of our's, in the back countin the dough stack
  Meetin with the Fam about a counter-attack
  We sat for 80 minutes, still the plan just wasn't finished
  Cuz some of 'em was spotted in the village, cold grinished
  It's ok, they gotta pay for they foolishness
  Disrespectin our things and no respect for Power things
  and the very sour thing, let's see who coward then
  At the gun blaze, droppin fu-gaze
  Behind the shower thing, you'll find a tower thing
  Y'all niggaz bring that to me, y'all know the writin's legit
  These niggaz never understand it 'til the fire get lit
  Ill Knob give it to 'em in a firey pit, for...
  [Chorus x2]
  [Outro: Ill Knob, (Raheem)]
  Up in this thing of our's (word)
  This thing of our's (the clan)
  This thing of our's (respect yours)
  This thing of our's (will never be)
  This thing of our's (symbolic)
  It's a beautiful thing (heh, yea, word)
  This thing of our's (so don't fuckin think, aight?)
  This thing of our's (this thing of our's)
  This thing of our's (cough)

Lyrics - Nieruchomości - Torebki