Aasim, E. Ness - Last Dayz lyrics
[Aasim, E. Ness - Last Dayz lyrics]
There's a war goin' on outside
No man is safe from (Okay, Aasim)
You could run, but you can't hide from these
(Ness) streets that we done took
You walkin' with your head down
Scared to look you shook
‘cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
(Grind Music) uh, uh, uh (The kid Big Mike)
Typical Aas' is a product of sewage
Born from the ruins
Rubik's Cube complex to my viewers
Soon to spend foolish money at jewelers
Check my maneuvers
Rebel a Ferris Bueller to a
Whole school of do-gooders
Catch me in hoodies, schemin'
Plottin' on poppin' pussy
The rottenest apple
For whoever vexes or pushes
Queens is the borough, home of the thorough
My rhymin' referral reeks of the greatest
Aas' is the struggle raised with a hunger
Sit in the rain and sing with the thunder
My vision is wonder
I see beyond wind and the lightin'
In an indictment, I fight the system
Sort of a modern day
Civil rights men, diamonds and bitches
Raise the excitement
To a level where verbal metal
Will settle any rebuttal
Look at my hustle, re-up like a genius
Triple my double
My business sense'll make me bubble
If I never said it before
I end with New York, i love you
Don't get it fucked up and twisted
Duct tape you niggas to the train tracks
(And why's that?) it's a cutthroat business
Cutthroat niggas, minus all the gimmicks
Open shot while you
Cockblock numbers unlisted
Want it, come get it, flow is so vivid
Niggas hear me in they sleep
Wake up and go pitchin'
Playin' my position, you over grittin' on the
Sidelines with pom-poms, chill E, nigga
Upmost respect
Just broke and upset you can't
Live like it's real niggas hold down a set
Niggas walk around like it's beef
In they diet 'til the
Gun smoke clear, while niggas cease fire
Grab 'em by the ankle storm
And then deep fry it we notori'
Stomp at niggas 'til our feet tired
In and out of town
Motherfuckers bleed like it's
Back and forth singin' my seed
Down to feed ky
You know
No man is safe from (Okay, Aasim)
You could run, but you can't hide from these
(Ness) streets that we done took
You walkin' with your head down
Scared to look you shook
‘cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
(Grind Music) uh, uh, uh (The kid Big Mike)
Typical Aas' is a product of sewage
Born from the ruins
Rubik's Cube complex to my viewers
Soon to spend foolish money at jewelers
Check my maneuvers
Rebel a Ferris Bueller to a
Whole school of do-gooders
Catch me in hoodies, schemin'
Plottin' on poppin' pussy
The rottenest apple
For whoever vexes or pushes
Queens is the borough, home of the thorough
My rhymin' referral reeks of the greatest
Aas' is the struggle raised with a hunger
Sit in the rain and sing with the thunder
My vision is wonder
I see beyond wind and the lightin'
In an indictment, I fight the system
Sort of a modern day
Civil rights men, diamonds and bitches
Raise the excitement
To a level where verbal metal
Will settle any rebuttal
Look at my hustle, re-up like a genius
Triple my double
My business sense'll make me bubble
If I never said it before
I end with New York, i love you
Don't get it fucked up and twisted
Duct tape you niggas to the train tracks
(And why's that?) it's a cutthroat business
Cutthroat niggas, minus all the gimmicks
Open shot while you
Cockblock numbers unlisted
Want it, come get it, flow is so vivid
Niggas hear me in they sleep
Wake up and go pitchin'
Playin' my position, you over grittin' on the
Sidelines with pom-poms, chill E, nigga
Upmost respect
Just broke and upset you can't
Live like it's real niggas hold down a set
Niggas walk around like it's beef
In they diet 'til the
Gun smoke clear, while niggas cease fire
Grab 'em by the ankle storm
And then deep fry it we notori'
Stomp at niggas 'til our feet tired
In and out of town
Motherfuckers bleed like it's
Back and forth singin' my seed
Down to feed ky
You know