Andre the Giant, Chief Kamachi - The Meanin’ lyrics
[Andre the Giant, Chief Kamachi - The Meanin’ lyrics]
"They don't know"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
"It's the principle of it"
"Never coming wack" "yeah I thought so"
"But ain't nothing changed"
"Got to be that way" "Ready to rock"
"AG so act like you know"
"You can spark this"
Catch me in Philly flowin'
Beats goin' cruise the ghetto
Rocked my show in a jersey, blue and yellow
Stash in the backseat, ass in the backseat
Straight dimes can't front
Sometimes it's chopped meat
Let the gods eat
Cause that's the way it's gotta be
My mob's deep
Bringing the Havoc like Prodigy
My squad keep mad heat cause
There's a lotta beef
They wanna see me rest put three in my chest
But I'm restless, see it's my turn to shine
Let me bless this my debut in 89'
Never exit
Cause that's the way it has to be
I'm talking no gimmicks
No limit's like Master P
My faculty, actually backing me
Holding gats for me, throwing gats for me
Like I blast for them
Why you after them asking them
About the beef with me?
I get you smoked like the leaky leak
And bounce in the 740
Like Sammy and Gotti did Heavy Paulie
There's a meaning to this
Like in every story but this one is over
Bitches drugs and territory
So where my hoes at?
See me laying raps for Ready Rock
And I'm the dirty dancer
Catch ballin' for Philly like the Answer
For me there really is no answer
Watch the rest get scorched
A dash and smash emcees and step off
"They don't know"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
"Simple and plain" "Got to be that way"
"Never coming wack"
"It's the principle of it"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
Wild like the style of
Stone cyphers and senseis
Djays that let it spin say
Ain't too many lyricists that they can play
In this jungle I walk a
Warriors blood on my kente
Celebrate with a dreaded belly
Dancer named Amenche
Smoke 7 L's ash wednesday
I'm half street, half spiritual, half sane
Half hysterical
It's the section 8 egyptian, ex-christian
That's writing my own parables
They like he got some kinda mind
Able to break down they sonic signs
And at the same time cook up
Some of the finest dimes
If I gotta resort to that
I role with niggas that
Bailed out under alias
And never been back to court for that
Kamach and AG don't ask me
Nigga of course it's fat
Don't look for seeds just scorch the sack
Don't wanna hear you heard about my record
Support the wax
From shell tops doin' the hell
Bop to corporate stacks
"They don't know"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
"It's the principle of it"
"Never coming wack" "yeah I thought so"
"But ain't nothing changed"
"Got to be that way" "Ready to rock"
"AG so act like you know"
"You can spark this"
Catch me in Philly flowin'
Beats goin' cruise the ghetto
Rocked my show in a jersey, blue and yellow
Stash in the backseat, ass in the backseat
Straight dimes can't front
Sometimes it's chopped meat
Let the gods eat
Cause that's the way it's gotta be
My mob's deep
Bringing the Havoc like Prodigy
My squad keep mad heat cause
There's a lotta beef
They wanna see me rest put three in my chest
But I'm restless, see it's my turn to shine
Let me bless this my debut in 89'
Never exit
Cause that's the way it has to be
I'm talking no gimmicks
No limit's like Master P
My faculty, actually backing me
Holding gats for me, throwing gats for me
Like I blast for them
Why you after them asking them
About the beef with me?
I get you smoked like the leaky leak
And bounce in the 740
Like Sammy and Gotti did Heavy Paulie
There's a meaning to this
Like in every story but this one is over
Bitches drugs and territory
So where my hoes at?
See me laying raps for Ready Rock
And I'm the dirty dancer
Catch ballin' for Philly like the Answer
For me there really is no answer
Watch the rest get scorched
A dash and smash emcees and step off
"They don't know"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
"Simple and plain" "Got to be that way"
"Never coming wack"
"It's the principle of it"
"The meaning of a real rap song"
Wild like the style of
Stone cyphers and senseis
Djays that let it spin say
Ain't too many lyricists that they can play
In this jungle I walk a
Warriors blood on my kente
Celebrate with a dreaded belly
Dancer named Amenche
Smoke 7 L's ash wednesday
I'm half street, half spiritual, half sane
Half hysterical
It's the section 8 egyptian, ex-christian
That's writing my own parables
They like he got some kinda mind
Able to break down they sonic signs
And at the same time cook up
Some of the finest dimes
If I gotta resort to that
I role with niggas that
Bailed out under alias
And never been back to court for that
Kamach and AG don't ask me
Nigga of course it's fat
Don't look for seeds just scorch the sack
Don't wanna hear you heard about my record
Support the wax
From shell tops doin' the hell
Bop to corporate stacks
"They don't know"
"The meaning of a real rap song"