Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Adventures of ..., artist - Above The Law. Album song Legends, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.02.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Adventures of ... |
To the people thats been locked away for a while |
Keep your head up |
To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life |
Never give up (No never give up) |
To my people that are lost along the way |
I’ll never forget (I'll never forget) |
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead |
With no regrets |
I used to run with straight cap peelers |
Hardcore killers |
To the people next door I wasn’t nothin but the dope dealer |
Stayin up all night to make ends meet |
Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain’t cheap |
And ask me do my momma know a thing — hell nah |
Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law |
I got tired of seeing the drama on her face |
All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place |
So I worked odd job after odd job for the man |
But that didn’t even get my ends close enough to shake hands |
I’m stressed out right about now |
So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down |
He said you make 2 G’s a drop |
Nigga don’t be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped |
Thinkin to myself I’ma do this for now |
Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut |
I’m doing about six drops a week |
I’m knowin niggas from everyhood — partner it’s all good |
I’m in school tryin to live out moms dream |
Outsell y’all and make a bomb ass smoke screen |
Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne |
Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain |
I thank God I never been to the pen |
But if I had to I’d do it again |
Y’all better ask somebody |
(Phone rings) |
What’s up man, this is Vin man |
-yo what’s hapnin man |
I got some drama with some old playa haters |
-ah man, that’s why you was blowin me up man? |
(-stop through) |
Old horny ass, I’ll be there in a mintue |
Like G’s we roll with the ass rocked |
Like G’s we roll with the tops down |
Like G’s we coast til homey past the post |
Cuz yo we finna get fucked up |
I say uhhh kick the? |
and uhhh |
Can you feel my illustration |
I’m thick for the penetration |
No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf |
I’m kinda horny — I just bounced from the county |
So if you don’t mind me absorbing the womb |
Hit it smooth then slide out the room |
After making you assume the position |
Now I’m in the twist after goin on a mission |
Gotta spit at my homeys though — you know my peoples |
Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood — we all equal |
I was talkin to my partner the other day |
We was sitting in the mall parking lot |
He was bout to serve three chicken wings |
He said «shit ain’t changed, homey, shit ain’t changed» |
So uh, strap for strap even though I rap |
Ain’t know way in the hell I can watch my own back |
So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left |
One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed |
Hit you ass like the stealth — Above the Law |
Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar |
See I’m pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics |
I’m on a cheddar run so my family benefits |
I through the videos on the table for my young ones |
Let the maid know that I’m out — y’all I’m on one |
To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat |
Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby |
Now my homies, I love my Cali scene |
It’s the real thing, it’s the real thing |