Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pavement, artist - CONWAY THE MACHINE. Album song Blakk Tape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Vinyl
Song language: English
Pavement |
| Yeah |
| It’s all real, nigga |
| This shit for my niggas, man |
| This shit for all my niggas |
| Yeah |
| It’s all real |
| Look, Look |
| I do this shit for Machine Gun Black |
| Traded my talent to rap to get Machine Gun back |
| Ask around, they’d tell you Machine run rap |
| When I’m still in the hood letting my machine gun clap |
| Rest in peace |
| You was just smoking in my kitchen |
| Not even ten days later a nigga smoked him and I miss him |
| There’s some shooters I know that’s in position |
| You see 'em, make sure you lock 'em in the scope so you don’t miss 'em |
| Like Harold and Mielenz, they left them at the intersection |
| The streets giving lessons |
| It’s like I’ve been to more funerals than I’ve been to weddings |
| And the shit is depressing |
| Can’t leave the house unless I pick up my chrome |
| I’m tired of hearing bad news when I pick up my phone |
| One of my man’s little sisters got hit in the dome |
| Pour some liquor turn this shit |
| I promise you not alone |
| I lost some real ones to these streets (Rest in peace nigga) |
| I know that one day we’ll meet again |
| If you ever lost some real one in these streets |
| Light up your brain drink away the pain |
| Pour out some liquor to the pavement |
| This for them niggas that sold drugs for the sport |
| Federal sentence are to the judge in the court |
| When he heard all of them numbers he ain’t even bust |
| His own homies snitched on him, damn, where’s the love |
| D Black got clapped, I cried for a week straight |
| When Big Dog got bodied I couldn’t sleep straight |
| The last time I see a rock n roll beef face |
| We was probably laughing at Jim’s havin' a cheesesteak |
| Pour out some liquor for my niggas are lost |
| Used to think about Doughboy when I was whipping the salt |
| Niggas almost killed me, only twisted my jaw |
| When Prodigy died that shit hurt |
| My nigga Lord Flee called my phone going berzerks |
| And that shit hurt me more 'cause I felt his pain |
| So we gon' hold this grimmy shit down in Prodigy name |
| Motherfucker |
| I lost some real ones to these streets (Rest in peace nigga) |
| I know that one day we’ll meet again |
| If you ever lost some real one in these streets |
| Light up your brain drink away the pain |
| Pour out some liquor to the pavement |