Текст песни Nobody - Pacewon
[Young
Zee]
Who
fuckin
wit
us?
Nobody
One
more
time,
nobody
Nobody
Yeaaah,
hah
And
we
don't
appreciate
(what
the
fuck?)
People
throwin'
they
little
two
cents
in
(Outsidaz)
Spreadin'
rumors
(rah
digga,
young
zee)
[Pacewon]
All
grace,
Pace
the
MC
with
great
powers
Niggaz
play
my
tape
and
blank
out
for
eight
hours
At
9 PM
you
get
caught
up
in
my
rhyme
flow
Then
before
you
know
it,
it's
morning/Mourning
like
Alonzo
(good
morning)
To
the
beat
y'all,
I
mack
like
Peetie
Wheatstraw
Girls
say
my
speech,
y'all
inflated
like
a
beach
ball
Ya
see
the
misfits
and
real
sister's
Digga
(yeah
Pace!)
Niggaz
know
we
Soul
4 Real
like
the
singers
To
the
fiends,
my
tape's
like
a
drug
now
Rappers
smokin'
it,
choke
and
spit
blood
out
MCs
watch
me,
clock
me,
keep
charts
I'm
a
seat
and
they
refuse
to
get
up
like
Rosa
Parks
(sit
down)
All
MC's,
here
to
Vancouver
Pace
carry
cans
of
pubic
lice
remover
(yeah)
For
crab
MC-type
intruders,
I
carry
cans
of
pubic
lice
remover
High
as
fuck,
drunk
off
the
chardonay
Pacewon,
represent
the
Garden
State
Machete
sharpener,
Kurrupt
like
Daz's
partner
Dark,
too
smart
to
fake
moves
like
Ron
Harper
I
wil'
on
jokers
more
than
Oprah
got
papes
And
live
to
stop
fakes
like
anti-lock
brakes
When
the
cops
chase
I
fiend
like
a
crack
buyer
To
locate
the
joints
pointed
at
this
rap
guy,
ah
Weave
a
spell
to
make
they're
guns
backfire
And
hit
their
Michelins,
giving
them
a
flat
tire
Foul
to
Cali,
renowned,
too
(?)
Stroke
up
and
down
through
pussy
that
will
drown
you
This
is
for
MCs
soundin'
like
me
Pace
Won,
I
tell
'em
not
to
dick
ride
me
Yeah,
for
crab
MCs
type
intruders
I
carry
cans
of
pubic
lice
remover
[Chorus:
Young
Zee]
Who
the
fuck
in
here
can
rock
like
me?
(Zee,
Digga,
Pace):
Nobody!
And
what
the
fuck
click
get
more
props
than
we?
Nobody!
Who
want
to
get
it
on
with
the
O-U-Tz?
Nobody!
Nobody!
Who
the
fuck
in
here
can
rock
like
Zee?
Nobody!
What
the
fuck
click
get
more
props
than
we?
Nobody!
Who
want
to
get
it
on
with
the
O-U-Tz?
Nobody,
nobody!
[Pace
Won]
From
the
door
I
despise
you
Say
one
word
I'ma
fuck
you
up
worse
than
St.
Ide's
do
So
don't
blast
off,
mouth
get
gassed
off
And
say
something
I'm
gon'
have
to
whip
that
ass
for
(we
gon
jump
you!)
'Nuff
said,
talk
and
get
your
fly
ass
caught
up
in
my
web
Sit
and
break
bread,
shake
hands
and
make
friends,
cop
a
grey
Benz
Got
you
like
heavy
metal,
rock
until
the
tape
ends
[Young
Zee]
And
I
can't
forget
the
heads
that
get
me
high
for
free
That
liked
my
shit
back
when
we
was
rockin'
Lees
And
them
fake
niggaz
always
think
of
robbin'
Zee
They
just
mad
cuz
they
don't
get
more
fucking
props
than
we
[Pacewon]
Yo-
men
like
me
play
with
swords
like
Zorro
Fags
like
you
could
test
positive
tomorrow
(for
AIDS)
You
gay
as
Rock
Hudson,
puffin'
Playin'
like
you
somethin',
frontin',
suckin'
More
dick
than
hoes
do,
parallel
parkin'
Jump
out
your
car
then
walk
like
Dolly
Parton
(lil'
chicken)
This
for
the
crews
soundin'
like
us
Outsidaz,
try
not
to
dick
ride
us
[Chorus]
Break
it
down
Outhouse
Who
can
rock
like
Zee?
Nobody,
nobody
Outhouse
Yeah
Yeah,
what
up?
Who
the
fuck
in
here
can
rock
like
Zee?
Nobody!
What
the
fuck
click
get
more
props
than
we?
Nobody!
Who
want
to
get
it
on
with
the
O-U-Tz?
Nobody,
nobody,
what?
Who
the
fuck
in
here
can
rock
like
P-A-C-E?
There's
nobody,
nobody
nobody...
And
who
get
more
props
than
Zee?
Nobody!
Who
wanna
fight
me?
Nobody,
nobody!
[Digga]
Uh,
Rah
Digga,
nobody...
[Zee]
In
the
Outhouse
world,
there's
still
nobody
that
can
fuck...
uh
Альбом
The Pacewon Effect
1 It's A Secret
2 It's Yours
3 Intro
4 Money Hungry
5 Outsidaz Roll Call
6 Don't Front
7 Bring It Out Of Me
8 I Declare War (Live)
9 Oriental
10 Thievz Theme
11 Nobody
12 Wreckless
13 You Don't Want It
14 Outro
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