For the Love of This

Pras

    Continúa después del anuncio

    (Pras)
    Uh, yeah
    Yo, yo, yo it's so amazin how I be blazin
    from the four seasons to you at the days in
    Where you lay at on the cages?
    I comin with a cannon, two guns blazin, purple hazin
    My shine can be appraised, my tongue radiate
    orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke and paid
    Singin your heart out, oh happy days, I'm movin on up
    Damn, I wish I had it made, ran on your parade
    make you exchange at the word trade
    Dig son, your whole couldn't add up to my half
    I'll count your funds yeah, like third grade math
    Blast to your path every mornin I break flags
    Dirty cash always find a way to get stash
    From Italy to the deepest alley
    up to the highest mountains of the Himalayas
    I put that on a stack of bibles so I stack a prayers
    Yo democrat block, must get shot
    Believe me not go ask Pac Prodock
    Scream on the crew when you don't know how
    Shiver liner got, rhymes in every single cloud, cause what

    (Chorus: Pras)
    For the love of this, I give my life a diss
    And for the love of this, I send my last wish
    For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop?
    You see I will do anything but I won't do that
    (Sniff Coke) won't do that (slang dope) can't do that
    (Get out the car) shouldn't do that (take off your rope) why do that?
    (Feel the gun smoke bloaw!)
    Do you hear me baby

    (Pras)
    Yo, I got no life to spare, no time to bear
    No TL care, I'm single like a stair
    I can feel it in the air comin everywhere
    Twenty years from now, I'm gonna be a billionaire
    Red for the on the island M-I sicky underwear
    Leavin all the BS elsewhere, I swear
    Black you out make you see the boat like Noah
    There's nothin here for y'all, glasses like Coca-Cola
    Mix-a-Mack make em see there's not enough buildings
    Not ever since when I drop by these flash un a peepin
    No reef thugin more caffeine than tryin
    Spread the love yeah to all my beloved
    High speed chasin, low pro pursue
    Black shoes important, soldiers come Bay Root
    So look to my troops and the stolen Coupes
    Here's the gun don't talk about it, just get up and shoot (stop it)
    Hold up son, let me set up the pace
    I'm that cattle in the race on the Human Race
    Don't call me Human, call me Lou-man
    Like par, move your record company under ?You-Hah?
    Family business FR to snitches
    I'm down with M.O.B. yeah Money over Bitches

    Continúa después del anuncio

    (Chorus: Pras)
    For the love of this, I give my life a diss
    And for the love of this, I send my last wish
    For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop?
    You see I will do anything but I won't do that

    (Pras)
    For the love of this I'll paint myself green
    Within myself in the Corrine, Pras Most Wanted
    Last seen with Sister Morphine
    Scuba Diving with the Navy Seals in the Yellow Submarine
    Headed for, the Philippines, microphone fiend with are regain green
    It burns when I eat tangerine, wash it down with a cup of Gasoline
    Burn into flames, like your actress said Ilene
    Supreme Dream Team, musical machine, money makin machine
    Walk through the Desert butt-naked with a inch of canteen
    Slappin it, rapper'll be like nah mean?
    Got nothin but a piggy in a tree, to what I shoot and some washed out jeans
    Headin for the stars word, word to God
    Watchin every move placin all my cards
    The game'll soon come like the aliens
    Everybody runnin, sayin that's the one

    (Chorus: Pras)
    For the love of this, I give my life a diss
    And for the love of this, I send my last wish
    For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop?
    You see I will do anything but I won't do that
    (I sell Crack) won't do that (peel on your back) can't do that
    (Here comes the Gat) shouldn't do that (if you wanna lay flat) why do that?

    (Pras)
    Yo, come on, do you hear me baby (hear me baby)
    Uh, uh, uh, Navy Seals y'all, Refugee Camp what, what
    You better stop it, punk, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it HA!
    98-99, yeah, yeah, (*Dirty said several times*) Cash haha

    Información de la canción

    Composición: S. P. Michel

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión

    Canciones relacionadas