Wontime - Smif-N-Wessun/Rock.mp3

[00:00.677] “One bullet”
[00:21.313] [Verse 1: Steele]
[00:22.074] Before I lay my head down to rest, I roll up
[00:24.374] A nickel sack of cess to relieve the stress
[00:26.937] The herb and the calisthenics do a nigga justice
[00:29.530] Stay fit ‘cause some are slick and can’t be trusted
[00:32.342] I put up with none of them punks who front shit
[00:35.419] Even though some I used to run with and smoke blunts with
[00:37.848] **** the foreplay. Let’s do shit the raw way
[00:40.697] Kill the “he say, she say.” Check what we say
[00:43.318] [Verse 2: Tek]
[00:43.550] I’m dwelling in the cellar with my niggas Heltah Skeltah
[00:45.724] Loading up the clips with lyrics, punks run for shelter
[00:48.674] Smif-N-Wessun’s on the loose with a noose for your neck
[00:51.102] You let info slip out, so it’s dead you get
[00:54.152] There’s the Black Moon, we creeping up in your room
[00:56.542] Death fills the air along with the scent of boom
[00:59.481] Open your eyes, mother****ers, and greet your fear
[01:02.318] Off with the head of a snitch, and he’s outta here
[01:05.640] One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!)
[01:08.033] One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!)
[01:10.657] One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!)
[01:13.283] One time for your mother****ing mind
[01:16.080] One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!)
[01:18.602] One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!)
[01:21.216] One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!)
[01:23.975] One time for your mother****ing mind
[01:26.771] “One bullet”
[01:36.539] [Verse 3: Steele]
[01:36.666] Sitting in
[01:37.226] The pens with my back against the gate, hot as a ****
[01:40.233] Can’t wait to get that bus heading upstate
[01:42.748] New place, same faces from the last joint
[01:45.486] Got my banger, so when danger come, I’ll be on point
[01:48.253] In the parallel cell, mad niggas flip
[01:50.750] ‘Cause some big bear doing dip just got his ass ripped
[01:53.465] Juveniles buck wild in this vicinity
[01:56.046] Keep an open eye ‘cause now I sleep with the enemy
[01:58.952] Ready to thump with any chump with ideas
[02:01.533] Nobody move, nobody gets blown from ears to rear
[02:04.467] [Verse 4: Tek]
[02:04.701] Thinking of a way to get even with my P.O
[02:06.847] ‘Cause I know the bitch dicked a nigga on the D-Low
[02:09.545] Now behind bars where scars come in pairs
[02:12.240] Trooping with my blowers ‘case them niggas try to bring it here
[02:14.851] Flipping on the bitch ass who got cash
[02:17.631] And commissary ‘cause I ain’t going home ‘til Nevuary
[02:20.316] Another straight-out “no” coming from the board
[02:23.026] Keep my anger hidden ‘til I’m back up in the ward
[02:25.571] Niggas know what’s the word ‘cause the grill is blank
[02:28.330] Once again, it’s on. Sucker-type, grab your shanks
[02:31.089] One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!)
[02:34.000] One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!)
[02:36.825] One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!)
[02:39.557] One time for your mother****ing mind
[02:41.706] [Verse 5: Steele]
[02:42.034] Well, I was taught two wrongs don’t make a right, but me and
[02:44.870] Rippa been real tight for a while, and everything’s aight
[02:47.105] I got one in store for hardcore fanatics
[02:49.762] Banging from basement to attic for static if you got dramatics
[02:52.950] Who’s the next up for heads up? When my lead’s
[02:55.536] Used up, I’ll get my baseball bat, and you’ll get bruised up
[02:58.035] [Verse 6: Tek]
[02:58.046] Word
[02:58.473] Life, my semi-automatic end statics. Smoking lye’s
[03:01.204] More than a habit, and our victims die tragic
[03:03.586] We stalk around like the beast out for prey
[03:05.870] Packing the ammo, pulling more juks by the day, taking
[03:09.009] Loot with my crimeys, on the run from the coppers
[03:11.550] Boot Camp’s on the map, and ain’t no way that you can stop us
[03:14.039] [Verse 7: Steele]
[03:14.043] Get out
[03:14.329] My way, nigga. I’m coming through deep, and my fleet
[03:16.951] Packs heat. Ain’t nothing sweet, we play for keeps. I got
[03:19.927] Money on my mind and my hand on my nine
[03:22.298] Gots to get mine ‘cause my life’s on the line. I
[03:25.112] Roll with the Rippa, and the Rippa rolls with me
[03:27.879] And my bred-dread D-to-the-O-G
[03:30.467] [Verse 8: Tek]
[03:30.487] See?
[03:30.952] We be hitting up boom spots a lot
[03:33.092] In the cypher, getting high with the hoods on the block
[03:36.066] If you don’t know we, don’t even come in our circle
[03:38.697] **** around and get me vexed and I’ma hurt you
[03:41.455] Bumba clot rudeboy, lick off your nine
[03:44.201] As we hit you one time for you ****ing mind
[03:47.381] One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!)
[03:49.888] One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!)
[03:52.381] One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!)
[03:55.144] One time for your mother****ing mind
[03:57.904] One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!)
[04:00.423] One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!)
[04:03.127] One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!)
[04:05.889] One time for your mother****ing mind
[04:08.363] “One bullet”