M.O.P. - Anticipation paroles de (lyrics)

"This is what you waited all year for
The hardcore" firing Squad, firing hard
"This is what you waited all year for
The hardcore" firing Squad, firing hard
"This is what you waited all year for
The hardcore" firing Squad, firing hard
"This is what you waited all year for
The hardcore" firing Squad, firing hard

I'm top of the line, realistic
Get rocky never smooth

Ring, ding

F A G's get bust down to they knees

I'm here to make moves, I never fake moves
I like to break crews in half
Put 'em on they ass if they never pay dues

Fuckin with Fame
You be the next stain on the sidewalk
I make 'em simmer down
Whenever I'm in the town and speak for my
Love thug niggas in the crowd
I'm dedicated, never been over challenged
My over violent
Lyrics'll knock you over balance
I whet emcees like Vietnamese
But yet they freeze
Like coke when they provoke me to squeeze
Lil Fame represent the turf
Would suck so hard they put scars
On the face of the earth

Fuck the frame
I blow your ass out the picture
So keep your eyes focused on this overdosage
I'm just comin through
To a hip hop spot near you

It take alot to have actual natural sound

We just laid back in the cut
Stuck some shit up our sleeve
Please, we don't roll deep, we squeeze
Predict to flip
I'll have enough niggas around to
Sink a fuckin ship wHAT I feel is WHAT I do
And G, i see I might hafta straighten
Your ass out too
I wish I would let a nigga take mine
Where my niggas is niggas that
Live on the front line "Hardcore" raw
Brownsville B Boy quick on the draw
Like the late great Prince LeRoy
When my nigga was on the scene
More ammunition passed through his hands
Than the average Marine

Kill a whole heap of you you motherfuckers