Lyrics:
I see dead people (fire!) Lord help me!
Fire! This Smif-N-Wessun! fire!
This Smif-N-Wessun! fire!
This Smif-N-Wessun! fire!
This
fake? maybe a taste of this here
Ah, true, now what them gwan do
when Smif-N-Wessun come lookin' for you
Seen, I'm comin' wit' my Boot Camp Clik
fake? maybe a taste of this here
Ah, true, now what them gwan do
when Smif-N-Wessun come lookin' for you
Seen, I'm comin' wit' my Boot Camp Clik
[Featuring Smif-N-Wessun]
Verse One: Steele
Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session
Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon,
pressure, don't fold to my brother
My nigga Rambo, you know we love ya
I wish ya was around to see us rip through
The underground, Smif-N-Wessun
I say Smif-N-Wessun, this is what I mean
Nothin' alive, of rid dreams could never come between
Original Clik, roll thru the thin
And when shit got
struck down
Smif-N-Wessun D.O.D. got it locked down
If you ain't with the war better duck down
From Ghosttown to Bucktown
If you caught in the storm you
Let me ask this question real quick,
Um, as far as the smif-n-wessun
And the name change and everything like that
Now how did that come
About?
Smif-n-Wessun on the borderline
Smif-n-Wessun on the joint one time
Yeah
Smif-n-Wessun on the borderline
Smif-n-Wessun on the joint one time
Smif-N-Wessun
And we do it like this
To my man Buckshot (yeah, yeah, Boot Camp)
Ruck and Rock
Ha, Bucktown Boot Camp, Evil Dee, Mr, Walt
Smif-N-Wessun
And we do it like this
To my man Buckshot (yeah, yeah, Boot Camp)
Ruck and Rock
Ha, Bucktown Boot Camp, Evil Dee, Mr, Walt
Yo, roll that up
Smif-N-Wessun
And we do it like this
To my man Buckshot (yeah, yeah, Boot Camp)
Ruck and Rock
Ha, Bucktown Boot Camp, Evil Dee, Mr, Walt
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun
Every day, life's a struggle for me
gun
Here we go, break of day, with a mad lye session
Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind
niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red
This is how we do
Every day all day
This is how we do
This is how we do
Smif-n-wessun don't play
This is how we do
This is how we do
Every day
Smif-N-Wessun
Puttin likkle yout's in a military state of mind
Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined
Cocoa Brovaz 'pon de borderline
Test de sound
the session in the back
When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps
Smif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get
the session in the back
When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps
Smif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get
We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks
Black Smif-n-Wessun's the shit, we puttin it in
Entered da Stage underaged and became men
I
bażanty
JWP Smif N Wessun i doczekał się świat
Najlepszy rap tego chcecie jestem jak lekarz dla mas
Wbijam do labu i jest opór rap
Z moją brygadą zapominam
flow z patentem
Jak odkryłem że jest łatwiej pisać pod jakiś banger
Dzieciak z Esende nie wiedziałem kim będę
Pisałem pod Smif N Wessun było pięknie
Nie
Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun
Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
For your bucks, Masta Ace, has the taste
For ducks, and duck
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