Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Follow Me, artist - Captain Jack. Album song Operation Dance, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 28.05.1997
Record label: Beatdisaster
Song language: English
Follow Me |
Just when you thought it was safe |
I came back with the double D clan |
Waitin for da man Buckshot |
Da BDI… general, if I was you I wouldn’t try |
So many tried so I seen the petty pass by |
Listen as I take you on a mission with precision |
Like a brown cent went on a hunt |
Worldwide searchin for the true ingredients |
To make the pi ?? |
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Shorty want to hound me for a flick |
But I got my chips, you gettin visions of my lips |
Dicks swang, it don’t mean a thang |
'cause when I was down, you was on the other side of town |
Getting done by Starang, when he was in range |
Now its gettin cold, so you actin kinda strange |
Puttin my time to you broke bitches |
Don’t do shit but stress me out, now I’m back in my riches |
To get my blue print down to my very last dot |
Every move every motivation that I need |
Ain’t no hesitation when it comes to rockin when we speak |
Just follow my lead on this jou-rney |
You never heard another MC like me |
Follow my lead on the jour-ney |
You never heard another MC like me |
Follow my lead on the journey |
You never heard another Mc like me |
So poetically on point its ridiculous |
Hittin every key bassline when I’m rippin this |
Don’t act like this ain’t the shit right now |
You know my hits make you want to dance |
But you still sittin down |
Dumb fucks have a seat and keep your tongue in your throat |
And don’t bother to quote one note |
Or in the mirror you kickin the verse to mine |
'cause in the freestyle, you’ll be the last to rhyme |
This ain’t the battle between the two best no more |
Survival of the fittest… this shit is war |
If you got your eyes open, you can see the light |
If you need a guide, follow wit pride… right |
So many people took my lyrics and hooks |
If I wrote a book about you crook niggas gettin shook |
In a hot second, I’m a get the hot-steppin |
On first, when I’m on my verse, niggas need a nurse |
Without the kill patient, ain’t no hesitation |
Bring your weapon like your military mind |
And steppin on E, times over for you Mc’s |
All hail to G-O-D's, G-O-D's… |