Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Endonesia, artist - Above The Law. Album song Time Will Reveal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.05.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Endonesia |
OOOOh, wooww, wooww, stay away |
OOOOh, wooww, awwoww, stay away |
Now see, I be the one with more game than Deion |
Cause in the Rap game nobody don’t wanna |
It’s started way way back |
When I was servin' motherfuckers on the side of the Shack |
Infact, fools wanna try to see me daily |
Whether be the. |
shot caller, can’t nobody fade me |
The untouchable, irresistible, funkdafied |
Boo Yaa, I’m smokin by the ton |
I come from the depth of Cali, P-Town, West up! |
What’s your waitin for, light it up |
I represent the crew, with that Voo Doo |
What you gonna do, when we come through for you? |
You better come in peace not war |
Cause you just don’t know when we might have a straw |
I’m a type of nigga smokin' straight from the bong |
If it smells like a smoke, well, I just got my smoke on |
And I’mma be high like 7−4-7 with my license plate |
Sayin' much love for my homie |
I probably in the back of the clubs |
Spittin' game meditatin, and rollin' up much bud |
So we can smoke like an Indian on the reservation |
And make peace in the x generation |
Cause that’s the way it suppose to be |
And if it’s up to me, homie, I’mma smoke a whole tree |
I know, a lot of you really can’t relate |
So just ride with me, cause it’s a mind state |
It’s the place we go, where we can free our minds |
It’s Endonesia |
It’s the place we go, where everyday is fine |
It’s Endonesia |
Stay away, stay away |
OOOOh, Weeeee, OOOOh, wooww, wooww |
The bass hit got my tipsy, like Hennessey |
Now, tell me can you feel me? |
I’m comin' strong like a soldier, I’m garanteed to hold ya |
As I bust on Dojah |
The snare hits me like a child with a grab bag |
That’s why you hooks surround my vocals like a Zig-Zag |
Don’t it? |
— I garantee you won’t choke on it |
I got the bomb, you got bomb, smoke and vote on it |
Shit, the only time I feel gifted, is when I get lifted |
See, you can tell by the smoke at the 4th floor see |
Cause it be Cold 187um and the homegirl PG |
And KM. |
G, rollin' up the pound |
Yeah, we’re stayin' down like P-Town |
Yo, we roll deep when we creep on the back streets |
We’re checkin' player haters, we’re havin' much heat |
We’re tryin' to keep it all real over here, man |
You can’t complain cause we all havin' things |
You got to get up, get out and get his fates |
And then maybe we all can relate, yeah |
It’s the place we go, where we can free our minds |
It’s Endonesia |
It’s the place we go, where everyday is fine |
It’s Endonesia |
Stay away, stay away |
OOOOh, Weeeee, OOOOh, wooww, wooww |
Welcome to the world called the beautiful place |
Where niggas just dope flyin, heavenly seditated |
Where in the mindstate, when you feel bigger |
A little bit stronger than the average nigga |
Yeah, we rather co-operate the mood and stick |
Maybe get the fly bitches to Re-up on the dick |
Awww shit, yeah, you know what? |
I hit my nigga Mr. K-Oss to bring the cut |
Brush the strap, so we can chill smoke a hell of a sack |
Straight Riders and Macks, bitches gettin' table dances in the back |
Invited a whole car load, the hoodrats, they wanna get wet |
And I ain’t bein' nice tonight, I’m mothafuckin' get nasty |
Ain’t lettin' one fly bitch pass me |
Ho’s love it when I drop it, my pimps were screamin' nigga do it |
House about dinner for two, four stars caviar |
Pimp Clinic Cadillac rent-a-cars |
My niggas smokin' chronic outta fat ass cigars |
Straight chillin' at the bar |
It’s the place we go, where we can free our minds |
It’s Endonesia |
It’s the place we go, where everyday is fine |
It’s Endonesia |
Stay away, stay away |
OOOOh, Weeeee, OOOOh, wooww, wooww |