Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide — текст песни (AZ the Visualiza f Nas)

We bigger than the Jews..
bigger than the Irish..
you can run the whole fuckin country!
YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller

Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit..
but the bigger we get,
the more we`re TAKING from other people..

[Nas]
Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery
that was lightning and rain drops
I`m tied up in the basement cocaine spot like Bangkok
I`m blindfold, Vietnam type mind control this torture
His accent sounds like the rarest culture
Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me gradually
Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic
I felt reminded of my fast life ventures
and winters, blinded til the flashlight enters

[AZ]
Yo Dunm, before the sun set
Call connect get all the tech`s
I`m vexed, this nigga stall for sex
Lost respect, let`s off his neck
My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher algebra
See me I`m just as foul as ya
but you ain`t got no style in ya
I`m into bigger cheddar, G`s and better, Armarett-ah`s
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us

Chorus: AZ (repeat 2X)

Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it might just be yo` time you take yo` ride
to them pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

[AZ]
Now government official
Got you sippin Cristal in crystal
You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu
I`m out to get you, guaranteed every shell`ll hit you
Plus I`m on some shit too
Layin down whose-ever witchu
Mafioso, the New York City 90`s era Sosa
AZ, you know my culture
Now my wolves is out to ghost ya

[Nas]
Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now
The stakes is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield down
Four walked in, they`re crazy paid up
Sharp but straight up
Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those
Lay-Low`s what they called him, his head baldin
Sippin cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the Isatollah
And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture
Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over
Justify the righteous nova
Bullets flew out his right shoulder
Corpse leavin a foul odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned
Bring it to a closure

Chorus

[Nas]
So now you`re rollin wit us,
like co-defendents, no phony business
So know the difference - from supreme solo
it`s the styles ancient as Moses scriptures
It`s Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Jesters
amongst us
Crime invades the minds of youngsters
Where it`s pitch black they can`t see you
Godfather 3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral

[AZ]
Now you`re forced to listen
I got the mind of a grad from Princeton
Play your position, or soon you`ll be lost and missin
It`s far from fiction
My presence is like that of a christian
With ammunition puttin states under submission
Street addiction, got me tied in thorough with buroughs
Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it`s mellow
Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito
Cause we know, niggaz don`t really want us to see doe
You never know it might just be yo` time you take yo` ride
to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide

Chorus 2X

[Nas]
Homicide, mo homicide
Mo suicide, mo homicide..

{*music fades*}
{*untitled 1:18 length song starts*}

Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 4X}

[AZ]
All alone in this wilderness
Who can figure life as ill as this?
My vision`s blurred from guerilla`s mist
Gun sprays, trey`s left a portion of my crew in graves
Niggaz that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence
cause it`s evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I`m soulless, filled with coldness
Born to uphold this til I`m left dead from oldness

Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 6X to fade}



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