Lyrics:
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
time, we could build so many stories like a high-rise
You by my side
Like a Smif-N-Wessun, and Mary J. Blige
You shine, I shine
I know my heart I have
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
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
hood cats are mild grenade
And we don't hang with no fakers we hang around greatness
The foundation (Smif-N-Wessun) trey pound wakers
(As-Salaam
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
Smif-N-Wessun comin thru stompin out all you wack rappers
Wit the crazy dred, the mad boy head fed
Of corny shit that said, so now you bleed like your man bled
write for grown men who heard the myths and legends
The Smif-n-wessun, this is the part you pick a lesson
Now free my bredrin who got set up by
Yeah nigga, we out here man
Smif N Wessun ta the death nigga
(You can be a gangsta) hustler(Pimp or a gun buster
But you're best to have them
on the rise
Step to my Boot Camp and catch black eyes
From the Heltah Skeltah, the Gunn da Clappaz
Smif-N-Wessun comin' through stompin' out all you wack
irrational
A jack ass too act new I'm a smack you
Ask who clapped? Just Smif-N
Wessun that's who
Yeah! I need you to feel me
Without hands on this one (DON'T
the chicken pox
So, emcees get lifted when I'm spliffted
Nigga guard ya grill 'cause Louisville packs the biscuit
In the session Smif-N-Wessun OG's see gun
the chicken pox
So, emcees get lifted when I'm spliffted
Nigga guard ya grill 'cause Louisville packs the biscuit
In the session Smif-N-Wessun OG's see gun
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
peeps that you saw
You probably heard about me and my crew doin' what we do
For my nigga True and Smif-n-Wessun
'Cause I be wreckin' mic-checkin' fools
General connection, black Smif-N-Wessun
Watch your section, the night moves in three directions
Calculatin', watch those steps you takin'
You never know
these Refugees from deep Roots
Rampagin' with a Juice Crew this Killarmy Militia Laylow in a Coup
Man the Sunz are fighting on a Black Moon
Smif N Wessuns
overreactin
Packin but they slackin plus they lackin
direc-tion, thinkin that Smif-N-Wessun gon' protect em
in the sec-tion, smokin guns tear through your
of Brand Nubian and Smif-N-Wessun
(Old School)
Diggin' in the crates
For Kool Moe Dee, Melle Mel, and Masta Ace
No limit when you ride or die
P make 'em say,
Brooklyn, fuck that, crackers, where my nuts at?
You get bucked at, crew you 'fore I Dutch hat
I smoke 'Cocoa Brova', stay with a 'Smif-N-Wessun'
Skip J in
to death of all us little niggas
And Smif(Smif) to the Wessun(Wessun) got our backs
So nigga grab ya gat, 'cause you could catch a head clap
Slap
General connection, black Smif-N-Wessun
Watch your section, the night moves in three directions
Calculatin', watch those steps you takin'
You never know
up, we serve justice
So if they can't be trusted, may you return where the dust is" -
Smif-N-Wessun
"The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter
Burn
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