Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rock Bottom, artist - Fiend. Date of issue: 03.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rock Bottom |
| Yeah, yeah! |
| YEAH! |
| We ain’t NEVER went nowhere nigga |
| I’m speakin from the rock bottom, got a problem I can solve 'em |
| Get your paper burn 'em out and I can pop 'em |
| I’m speakin from the rock bottom, got a problem I can solve 'em |
| Get your paper burn 'em out and I can drop 'em |
| I said son of (?) drugged up with Kevin |
| Visit yours my mother protected my Smith 'n Wesson |
| We all done struggled the same up in the crescent |
| Muscled our way for now to be present |
| Long ways to replace that, try and take that |
| We gon’get there, guess where his wake at Life-threatenin, (?)walk over to the Gotham (?) |
| where it don’t cost much, for you to pop one |
| Not one — shot clean after I’m out with the glow |
| Found him in a bag on the road |
| Everything that’s fat is trapped in his nose |
| Gats was arosed, then and again |
| He was, with no sin as if you wanna see us It’s mandatory, no motherfuckin glamour story |
| Strictly owned, got the fame and glory |
| My name’ll hold me down, I witness how it’s goin down |
| I see my will is bread and rosy like a weed growin out |
| — repeat 2X |
| I got niggaz confusin the loser, Fiend mental ball cruiser user |
| These tactics, that make you do more than bend you over backwards |
| Bring slaughter to men, that serves less than a quarter |
| All of us are just in line so we can sail at the border |
| Hot water couldn’t remove, the blood out the grooves in my shoes |
| That’s because then that nigga died on last night news |
| That trigger played with no shell, no clues |
| And the job was more handed to you — that’s where the real money |
| Feedin survivors real hungry |
| Like lines stretchin them similar, to the cord on the bungee |
| My Lord told me, «You gon’take, everything but my soul from me Along with somethin out the four-oh from me» |
| Spit it how I live it, my heart got calm, go take a visit |
| And see that I’m repetitious that kinda survives so I did it It’s all in this speaking, playa is you eatin? |
| If it’s 'bout helpin you, fought a piece, (?)his ball’s reachin (?) |
| — repeat 4X |
| Rock bottom. |
| rock bottom, rock bottom. |
| (Rock bottom, rock bottom. rock bottom, rock bottom) |
| This how we do it. |
| from the rock bottom, you dig? |
| Mississippi David Banner, bringin it home, where it belong. |