paroles de chanson Red Alert (feat. 38 Spesh & Tony Yayo) - Tony Yayo , Lloyd Banks , 38 Spesh

Karma's coming, ready or not
It was all good when you had the upper hand
When you least expected its aftershocks
They feeling the love now when you pass the block
They updated the menu
But you haters real, hope you don't think the passion stops
Ignorance bliss though when you got momentum
You handing out lessons
Anyone and they listens getting detentions
Your fate is in order
Ain't a relationship can stop the tension
You hearing the word
But there was some details they forgot to mention
Significant others can turn to a liability when beefing
Sisters, them brothers, the Reaper don't need a dying reason
And when you get up there
It'll be head shaking, some crying even
A page in the book being wrote for you now, survival season
The Devil's the perfect antagonist, he knows all your buttons
And everybody got cameras, part of the wrong production
Another outcast ending up in a song for nothing
There ain't gon' be no remorse or discussion, nah
The heat is coming
It only piles up when it's going wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich the vultures swarm
Put thought into it, it'll work, better learn
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt
You don't adapt and you'll convert to a shirt
Put your mind into it, it works, better learn
Ayo, bullets follow you like a recent trend
Put hollows beneath your skin
You gon' die when the beef begin
Two Desert Eagles, they my evil twins
A needle and syringe was the keyhole to my illegal Ms
Hard losses and easy wins
10K a hit is what I weekly spend trying to seek revenge
We normalized having greedy friends
I was more organized, they got all their rides from CPNs
Huh, we was scammers and hustlers that don't talk
We go straight to the can when they cuff us
Inside Central Booking eating sandwich and mustard
Only them real niggas understand how I suffered
You the type that abandon your brothers
I let shots ring at your pops, y'all a handful of suckers
Money is something that I can't get enough of
My kids' crib cost more than that vid with Janet and Busta, fucker
The heat is coming
It only piles up when it's going wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich the vultures swarm
Put thought into it, it'll work, better learn
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt
You don't adapt and you'll convert to a shirt
Put your mind into it, it works, better learn
Oak handles on your casket
Oak handles on your casket
They gon' light candles, nigga, that's it, uh
And now you a T-shirt
Six feet deep in the dirt, listen
When my shooters got the green light
Catch you at the red light
It's like a target beacon on you in an air strike
The gangsters don't walk off in the sunset
Niggas die for they set, they die for they projects
But that ignorance'll kill you quicker than cancer
Now your face is on the wall like some Gucci paper
Your favorite rapper dying
She don't care if I make it home safe
I ain't praising the bitch, I'm only praising my AK
We in that disrespect the dead era
Sometimes I wonder if God upstairs really hear us
I'm on French Riviera smoking Cohibas in Gucci Adidas
Herringbone laces and lavish sneakers
Y'all niggas in the bleachers
The heat is coming
It only piles up when it's going wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich the vultures swarm
Put thought into it, it'll work, better learn
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt
You don't adapt and you'll convert to a shirt