收聽Pete Rock & CL Smooth的Strange Fruit (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Strange Fruit (Explicit)

Pete Rock & CL Smooth, Cappadonna, Sticky Fingaz, Tragedy Khadafi1998年6月17日

Strange Fruit (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Strange Fruit (Explicit) - Pete Rock/Cappadonna/Sticky Fingaz/Tragedy Khadafi

For all my n***as locked with life in state prison

We combinate like dime piece and sperm jizm

Queens n***as goin' to trial just sit and listen

Fake crooks come in all types of categories

Beat you in the head with lies and war stories

Claimin' that they name ring bells in territories

With Fat Cat Al Capone Scarface

Meanwhile they goin' to trial for rape case

You weak I punch you in face cut your face

You halfway wannabe thug stay snitchin'

Latin King surgery-type with face stichin'

The house game missile style play in the kitchen

Allow me a God for real it's Allah position

Performers weak convicts you shouldn't fool wit

They foul snitchin' on the n***as they went to school wit

But now you catch them in the club on some smooth s**t

Shuh-poww Blow 'em out the frame on some prove s**t

I'm not the type of cat you wanna fool wit

It's strange fruit yo

The world plant seeds in my mind strange fruit

Survivalist basing my life on rap loot it's the truth

The world plant seeds in my mind strange fruit

Survivalist basing my life on rap loot it's the truth

Aiyo the world plant seeds in my mind then it's dart time

They used to be crime scary hours robberies and big chrome nines

In Park Hill when the cameras don't never be off

I live inside the TV these words is hot sauce

Put your mind back together Killa Bees of course

Church in the studio life you can't abort

Pete Rock and Don make the world pay child support

You under arrest for givin' out stress I'm not settlin' for less

Each bags

Midtown in the Wild Wild West

Representin' some deep impact

Aluminum Wu bat I got it like dat slang combat

I plant two seeds in your head kid stand back

What

What

What

N***a you know better I blow three thru ya 'Lo sweater

F**k what you think I'm bustin' you blink

N***a see me in the club start duckin' and tuckin' they link

Like I resorted to robbin' n***as for table scraps

In the hood we do away with cats

And in the river threw away the gats

Everywhere I go turn crime scene knowhatimean

Don't make me trip make me flip

Be so much bloodshed you think I'm Crip

Even before I signed the contract I always was respected

Couldn't give a f**k if I never sold another record

I ain't in it for the cream as wild as it seem

Battle me and win

Hahahah In your dreams

I'm still a young n***a straight up dumb n***a

For no apparent reason pull out the gun n***a

It's not the d**gs n***a I just a thug n***a

 

So whatcha wanna swallow your pride or blood n***a