Jim Jones

F.e.a.s.t Prelude
This the way of life This heavy moon you need to be scarred (Scorsese) Well, we always make it cinematic for ya Let you see something you could hear nigga Oh, you gonna hear this And I ain't talkin' about no melody neither nigga You think about that I'm watchin' you niggas (Yea, I got my eye on you) I know what you did last summer Talkin' my style Quote me nigga Quote this Nigga I grew here, you niggas flew here For my real niggas Watchin' my style Countin' my money Where the fuck you thought I was goin'? Where was I supposed to go? Where the fuck you thought we was goin'? Matters fact Billy up When we started this gangsta shit nigga Deep Cell wussup Oh, you thought money made me fall back? Nah nah nah fuck that SongtexteWho you think started this Lamborghini shit in the middle of Harlem nigga? Killa wuddup I didn't crash enough cars to make you niggas go broke Just can't pay that car note nigga Yea nigga, shake 'em What's in the bank too Ain't nothing changed nigga 2-2 got hit You know when you see me is like a walking deposit nigga Cash on deck You know what come with that cash Nah, nah, nah, we ain't beefing Na, we ain't beefing, we're getting money, right? That's what everybody else said What spread the love, nigger! Cause I've been getting money, that's a fact! Ain't nothing changed on this side, nothing! But to hear the motherfuckin' ride nigga You know, we're waitin' or we countin' Oh, that's hard to find Find the 'mote patrol in your mother fucking house nigger, and put the tube on bitch! Stupid niggad Wussup But they're tellin' me to chill Chill for what? Chill won't pay the bills, and we're trying to eat So I figure we have a feast And sit down at the round table! My family eating and staying true True to this loyalty, bring something to the table True to this hustle, don't you sit at the table True to this money And to the FEAST Is them against us, always And no one in between Don't get caught in the crossfire Billy up You niggers ain't vamping right What y'all call jewels we clal reality True story Reality is nigger we're back! You know my niggas locked up behind the G wall You already know what it is Inhale, exhale or subwoof nigga Aus Songtexte Mania