Grid Iron Rap lyrics translation: STREET LIFE Grid Iron Rap song texte and letras STREET LIFE Grid Iron Rap tab, paroles and testo STREET LIFE Grid Iron Rap Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
[Bishop Don Magic Juan]
`Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That`s a good book I don`t mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won`t have to have those young girls fool ya you dig?
Trick ya outta your check so you can learn about it
Don`t try to play if you ain`t ready for it
Cuz the game could be detrimental to ya boy.`
[Street Life]
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
Plan span divided, we still stand conquer land
One man`ll body slam Def Jam
Focus ya head cam, zoom in, we radio tunin
I know you`re listenin so I keep showin and provin
Play the sideline, waitin for the right time to take mine
Street crime, nickel and dime rhyme
Fuck a peace talk, let the gun spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UP
Hold ya head up, I`m circlin the block, keep ya eyes up
Wise up before you get sized up (tied up)
Play no game, speakin on my name you catch a clip full
from close range, diggin in your pocket, take the loose change
[Method Man]
Punch the data in ya mainframe
You want it all, I want the same thing
Strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain`t nuttin changed
Leave the same way I came, Bringin motherfuckin Pain
Chorus: Street Life, Method
Killa Hill projects, hi-tech street intellect
Best connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic check
Bring em round the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y`all niggaz goin down
[Method Man]
Eat shit and die slow, battle ground no survival
You goin down, y`all niggaz fuck around
Shittin where you sleepin, so my rhyme Proposal Send " Grid Iron Rap" Ringtone to your Cell