Home Of The Greats - Black Milk

Home Of The Greats - Black Milk

Альбом
Popular Demand Instrumentals
Год
2007
Язык
`English`
Длительность
182700

Below is the lyrics of the song Home Of The Greats , artist - Black Milk with translation

Lyrics " Home Of The Greats "

Original text with translation

Home Of The Greats

Black Milk

I take them back little bit bit before they forget this

I’ll take any style many styles make a hit shit

Ya’ll niggas forget quick mothaf*cker get with

In it for the riches in it for the distance

Old school still smooth will reminisce and

P rock on the drop snares and the kick stand

And can I kick in I see with the wrist band

Man all I’m missin, can we get rich shit

Everyday big chips, everyday Christmas

Show me where the riches show me where the bitches

Take me to the bar I’m a star where the Cris at

Being broke nigga nope I ain’t gonna miss that

Biggas bout to panic damn it, television panoramic

Pour the paper out my pocket, bitches throw they panties at me

Plan to get me on they matty, leaving scratches that’s a gimmie

Niggas grab they glass of henney, all the ladies grab a titty

That know that they comin tipsy, that know that they comin with me

Comin with me, in the city we can kick it in the city

Ay yo welcome to the place of the home of greats

My niggas bout to show you how we do

Take a talk with us walk with us round the way

Everybody move when I say move

Ay yo welcome to the place of the home of greats

My niggas bout to show you how we do

This goes out to you, and you, and you, and you.

But maybe you, you

But me and you it’s a massive difference

Look around dog ask a nigga, you ain’t there yet

Middle finger last laugh a critics

That criticize cause I go better than half your lyrics

You can be the best lyrical lyricist

But without these types of tracks nigga you can cancel Christmas

Yea that kinda sounds cocky I know

But ya’ll won’t take me serious if I don’t give a cocky approach

Ya’ll Know my swag I’m just rockin it more

Ya’ll niggas whack I’m the opposite though, I’m the opposition

My paper stacked to the top and it grows

Don’t holla at me if your paper’s barley moppin the floor

No stoppin us, see the future like a psychic with binoculars… on

And I can see I’m bout to take it all over

Ya’ll niggas ain’t ready ya’ll niggas is slow

Only handicapped please and niggas stuck in 94

New shine man catch up with the times man

Or get your ass left behind yea

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