's on a ship navigating to a failing destiny... THEY'RE NOT AFRAID TO, AND WON'T HESITATE TO TAKE IT UP ANOTHER STEP, TAKE IT UP ANOTHER STEP THOUGHT
Prevod: No Use For A Name. Še en korak.
's on a ship Navigating to a failing destiny... They're not afraid to, and won't hesitate to Take it up another step, take it up another step Thought
country's on a ship Navigating to a failing destiny... They're not afraid to, and won't hesitate to Take it up another step, take it up another step Thought
He needed money I would always come through Needed a car he could use mine too But bust this Out on the street People say he was riffin' Callin' me a
consider this I can make a rhyme comlicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violenl as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio s-t-e-r-e-
all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a
bustin' a male, so I can wet y'all Took a while 'fore I ball Wanted for eight or nine murder's and spoke came For cocaine, raw game, another die for what
[Chorus - Bun B sampled] Go on and let a nigga peak, and let a nigga poke Go on get naked for me streak, and let a nigga stroke [Repeat 4x] [Verse
for pound. Round for round. We knock em down. Now if you think you got them hands. And nigga that's the plan. I'm a knock yo a** down like the black Jackie
don't give a F word about you I do me leave us alone Why don't you do you and go hump a clone Get it? Aye, another damn thing You'll never see me care
' pretty Asked around you got a Range, boy I been had wheels Aiyyo you think you gotta little change, yeah my dirties love me truly I remember you use
's come to my house They want a contract, get signed up But like toys they need a good wind-up Then the other suckers, sayin' no names Rap on the mic and use
time for me to resurrect I've got to move on and take the next step Raise my soul from out the graveyard Take my rap to another backyard Use my mind to
Make a nigga smoke a ounce and bounce over the rhythm And hit 'em and get another suck and hit 'em with venom Nigga, my name is Sen and I'm real while
it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a game 'Cause they know that they don't spit the same It's a shame what people do for ten minutes of fame
a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked When I see you I'ma step on you and not even know it You midget, Mini-Me with a bunch of little Mini
