paroles de chanson Ghosttown To Bucktown - Smif-N-Wessun , Dope D.O.D.

Ah-hah
Yo!

Before I lay my head down to rest
I load up a fat bowl of wax and link with Smif-N-Wes (yes)
Before rappers rocked in a dress
We was yellin' boom bye bye in a bati boy head
We gods in the flesh, Roof said it you think you can test
You'll get kicked down the steps, beheaded (bring it)
We kill the mic and leave the beat shredded
RIP Sean P, let's get it (let's get it)

Dope D.O.D. and Smiff-N-Wessun in your area
Get the mic ready it's a sounds boy burial
We keeps it heavy y'all, niggaz don't wanna be competitors
My sword straight sever through your Kevlar
I'm a rebel with a cause, meddle with the force
In the kettle he get tossed, never feel remorse
I'm on that rudeboy shit we do boy quick
Fuck a pine box, get the crux and fix

From Ghosttown to Bucktown (Bucktown)
If you caught in the storm you get struck down (struck down)
Smif-N-Wessun D.O.D. got it locked down (locked down)
If you ain't with the war, better duck down (duck down)

From Ghosttown to Bucktown (Bucktown)
If you caught in the storm, you get struck down (struck down)
Smif-N-Wessun D.O.D. got it locked down (locked down)
If you ain't with the war, better duck down (duck down)

Eyo I flow like water, burn like fire
Smoke mad buddha, keep the peace call it Dalai Lama
Walk with dogs off the leash
The pitts beast for the drama
If you beef, rest in peace when that reaper's upon ya
For the graph on the T-shirt, ya peoples a mourn ya
You's a dead man walking and this Ghost Town is haunted
The spirit of dead lyricists possess my poems
Engraved on my tomb, every bar was written in stone

I get it done in a hurry (in a hurry), like a flurry
Having me for an opp is very scary (yeah)
Shit could get heavy and real deadly
Beat petty, get you murked over a medley (bom-bom-bom)
We already, war ready
Riding four deep in a cherry Donk Chevy
It's D.O.D. or not
Ghosttown to Bucktown, you know we got the streets locked
(Got the streets locked)

From Ghosttown to Bucktown (Bucktown)
If you caught in the storm, you get struck down (struck down)
Smif-N-Wessun D.O.D. got it locked down (locked down)
If you ain't with the war, better duck down (duck down)

From Ghosttown to Bucktown (Bucktown)
If you caught in the storm, you get struck down (struck down)
Smif-N-Wessun D.O.D. got it locked down (locked down)
If you ain't with the war, better duck down (duck down)

Ghosttown to Bucktown
Bucktown
It-it-it's a sounds boy burial
D.O.D. or not
That rudeboy shit
Ghosttown to Bucktown
You know it's D-D-D.O.D.
Smif-N-Wessun
Got the street lock