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Lyrics for So many days by Union:
| | | Artist: | Union |
| | Album: | Various songs / Unsorted | | Track: | So many days | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 191 | | | | Lyrics: | featuring K. Born, Ras Kass
Intro:
Dead. Ain't shit diffin all the
thugs.
Blew the video. Ras Kass
Organized rhymes, nigga
Listen
Verse 1: Ras Kass
I got the currier for thug passion, picture that, the
atomic core
Black and wrist, with the crack get the gat.
If I plob more pressure my
wrist gets snappy
Groupies get the bozack
Snake niggaz I'm gonna get your ass back,
like your ass crack
Shit lowjack and you know that
I ain't never bout wit down nigga
Act crowback, round up, flip flap back wit more drama
Life is six figures, double
niggaz wit babies mommas
You know this cat, and if not get the million wit butterflies
MC's live like catterpilla (pilla)
Beyond some dreams, smoke fuckin get paid
Every thing I shave your blades, wit the same drawers
for three days, and run relays, all up
in your PJ's
Like I'm from there, where my chronic smokin crew
Hit trees like Sonny
and Cher, I came to kick ass
and drink Heineken, so unfortunately I'm almost out of beer
Some say my attitude is fucked up and real crummy
since I come from the state where
it's always sunny
Ha ha ha ha ha, I had to find that funny, so I said:
No child, I
work hoes for the money
Chorus: Ras Kass and K. Born:
So many days,
so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many strive.
So
many days, so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many try.
Verse 2: K. Born
How you do that there ?
Tellin practically
movin MC's, like keys and no C's, please
Fuck the trees, my senses provide the
photosynthesis
I got my front and my back, like prevysesis
So tell me who this
niggaz think they intimidated
I ain't havin none of that shit that bein constipated
My pants still gon sag on flat ends. Still gonna have cat ends
And I'm still on critically,
the queen of central corner vaugh matches lyrically
So what I'm tryin to say, is
y'all ain't fuckin wit me (true)
I am goin to heaven for the weather, and inhale for the
company
Once before the icore. Switch my soft war
Release the rugged more, wit the
mark of the beast
Fuck a bitch in the mouth, but then pussy gets infected wit gees
Gotti John the Baptist (Who wanna get wet)
You know your mark. Get ready, get set, and lets
start a revolution
Yo. Niggaz wiggin out like Whitney Houston
You feel me ? I do
shit
Pussy
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