Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Walk, artist - Apollo Brown. Album song Trophies, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Just Walk |
| Walk on! |
| Walk on! |
| Trophy Music |
| Phenomenal |
| Check |
| Disrespects a no-no |
| I’m far from a homo |
| I see things coming |
| My heart pump No Doz |
| Alpha male ego |
| Refuse to be played |
| Though I’m older in years |
| Some things don’t change |
| Bad habits Die Hard in regards to Bruce Willis |
| Not a felon, don’t cop pleas for my life, the no killer |
| Don’t vie for the limelight |
| Speaking metaphoric like the Greek god name, I’m Loki |
| For me it’s |
| Been a long time since I popped a pistol |
| Been a long while having street beef as an issue |
| Young niggas, eye fighting, O’s too old for the nonsense |
| Death wish candidates, my .44 will bark at |
| Every now and then a kid try to pull a stunt |
| I tell em think hard before you pose a threat to the god |
| Don’t violate my space cause if you come into my arms length |
| I’m stealing without breaking a sweat under my armpits |
| (Walk on!) You motherfuckers need to just (Walk on!) |
| (Walk on!) My advice for y’all is (Walk on!) |
| I’m big in the heart though I’m 5'8″ |
| See me, you Schwarzenegger muscle heads don’t mean a thing |
| I don’t scare easily, matter fact |
| All it’ll take is an ice pick to make your big ass fold |
| Poke holes in your sternum |
| This new breed of vermin |
| Need a lesson sometime |
| Like Fishburne in Higher Learning |
| Acquire the street regents on deceiving |
| See most quiet niggas will flip and start beasting |
| Blood dripping down your body, piss, fecal |
| Matters you push, triggered from an over sized ego |
| What you start I finish, where the Popeye talk now? |
| Your cartoon character pipe, and canned spinach, I’m |
| Robert Downey in Sherlock Holmes |
| Describing the déjà vu before it unfolds |
| I advise you to listen and do as you’re told |
| Not what I say, but how I say it |
| In a certain tight tone, keep |
| Everybody now-a-days on that street shit |
| Before I read The Art of War my thoughts was Sun Tzu |
| In my lifetime, won some, lost some, yet it taught me |
| Never puff out your chest prematurely, seeing |
| Many so called martyrs die hard |
| But it fueled my pen game, then the rap thing started |
| Hood hero, hate against me close to zero |
| Walked through hoods with respect like Pinero |
| Never been robbed, one deep when I ride |
| Barbershop talk O is live but he always calm |
| An OG like my man’s name |
| My hood pass got a lifetime membership |
| For those too young, under 26 |
| Others put them on, there’s a chance I knows your mom |
| The cons, I knew them all |
| Times are retro, so please don’t try to test ho |
| A warning in advance, I’m giving you a chance, just |