alr204
07-18-2005, 06:27 PM
ARite well I was bored/blazed at work and I decided to write a remix of one of my favorite songs, applyin to my life. I thought it would be chill if we all gave it a go, so here it is, my version of Mobb Deep's "Shook One's Part II"
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us
official CT murderers
the Squad comes equipped with warfare, beware
of my blunt family who got enuf budz to share
for all of those who wanna chill with proz
rip that shit to your face, donâ??t make your brain decompose
you all alone in Tha Port, cousin
every man for theirself in this land we be runnin
and keep tha real blazers comin
like they supposed to
they come around and we light anotha up, TRUE
I can see it inside your face
you're in the wrong place
cowards like you just get your lunges choked up
with bong rips â??n such
speak the wrong words man and you wonâ??t get the dutch
you can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you that hitâ??ll be your very last time breathin'
your mini nugz donâ??t fade me
you're minor, we're major
you all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
don't make me have to call your name out
your crew is featherweight
my vaporizer make you levitate
I'm only NINETEEN but my mind is older
and when the things get for real my warm heart turns colder
another sesh deceased, another green leaf gets rolled
it ain't nothin' really
hey, yo dun spark the Phillie
so I can get my mind right and check these bunniez figures
why they wearin clothes I dno, go figure
meanwhile back in WESTPORT the realness is foundation
if I die I couldn't choose a better location
the herbs penetrate you feel a burning sensation,
getting closer to God in a high situation
now, take these rhymes home and think it through
and the next time Iâ??m tokin it might be with you!
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us
official CT murderers
the Squad comes equipped with warfare, beware
of my blunt family who got enuf budz to share
for all of those who wanna chill with proz
rip that shit to your face, donâ??t make your brain decompose
you all alone in Tha Port, cousin
every man for theirself in this land we be runnin
and keep tha real blazers comin
like they supposed to
they come around and we light anotha up, TRUE
I can see it inside your face
you're in the wrong place
cowards like you just get your lunges choked up
with bong rips â??n such
speak the wrong words man and you wonâ??t get the dutch
you can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you that hitâ??ll be your very last time breathin'
your mini nugz donâ??t fade me
you're minor, we're major
you all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
don't make me have to call your name out
your crew is featherweight
my vaporizer make you levitate
I'm only NINETEEN but my mind is older
and when the things get for real my warm heart turns colder
another sesh deceased, another green leaf gets rolled
it ain't nothin' really
hey, yo dun spark the Phillie
so I can get my mind right and check these bunniez figures
why they wearin clothes I dno, go figure
meanwhile back in WESTPORT the realness is foundation
if I die I couldn't choose a better location
the herbs penetrate you feel a burning sensation,
getting closer to God in a high situation
now, take these rhymes home and think it through
and the next time Iâ??m tokin it might be with you!