64 — текст песни (Northstar)

Northstar (x8)

[Christ Bearer]
I keep hearin footsteps in the dark
and Killah-Killah-Killah-Killah in the F-Sharp
Christ Bearer the monarch, a West Coast hip-hop shark
You motherfuckin mark, I coerce and nurse the universe
Emmerse the megahertz from a mega to the first
I rule the world like my name is Love
Then knock your ass out, Iron-Fist, velvet gloved
and with the ill gotten game, a Thunderbird to the night train
I go Kurt Cobain, I contemplate the game sippin Vodka, fame
In a chain, a hurricane, on Memory Lane
I`m makin money now, bitch, `Bling, Bling`
It`s Shallah Ameen, gettin rich with Rakeem
I rock the khakis with the crease and smoke the hashish
with Maurice, that`s shield in the leafs
Christbearer be a true artiste
On my momma, my two nephews and my niece

[Chorus 3X: Christ Bearer (Meko the Pharaoh)]
Cruisin` down the street in my 64 (Impala)
Talkin` to bitches (yeah) Clockin` the ho`s (4 sho)

[Meko the Pharaoh]
Just under one of them days
When the Sun beams down on a hot L.B. pave`
With the temperatures that reach the mid-90`s
Police always grimy, my niggaz stay grindin`
And we`ll pull the trigger, off of water of liquor
`Til you feel ya body shiver, remember
These niggaz don`t play no games
They make the West Coast shuffle with the big ol` flames
Ask my nigga Doc. Doom, they cock the big ol` cannons, that really go boom
Leave a nigga face-down in the dirt
Police lookin` for they brain, all over the Earth
And that`s just the meth`
It really don`t make a difference, even if you wear a vest
Niggaz head-huntin` nowadays, floatin` through the West
Runnin` up with 12-gauges, semi-auto Tec`s
Hollering, Break yo`self, come out yo` shit
While you feelin` hopeless with all that grip
Cuz the Boyz in the Hood is really a Menace
While some niggaz joke like it`s really a gimmick

[Chorus 3X]

NorthStar (x6)