Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deadly Habitz, artist - Gang Starr. Album song The Ownerz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin Records America
Song language: English
Deadly Habitz |
Yeah, 'bout to talk about some serious shit |
Deadly habits, you know everybody’s got 'em |
Just that some try to front, try to cover shit up |
But fuck that, I be wylin' sometimes, you know why? |
'Cause suckers be thinkin' that shit is sweet |
Nigga be thinkin' that rap nigga ain’t real |
Well that’s aight, that’s aight |
Let 'em think what they want |
Yo I’m steady at it, them deadly habits |
I pray for the best outcome son, but my dome’s |
Already shattered by the shit that’s occurred |
Drivin' home tipsy from the club, puffin' herb, vision blurred |
Thinkin' 'bout them, nigga who caught the drop |
Who I gotta stop, who he caught, and who still gotta get popped |
Stash box, feelin like fish in «King in New York» |
Wifey do her thing for the God, she don’t be bringin' me pork |
'Cause there’s enough deadly shit a brother be facin' |
Up in V.I.P., nigga drinks, they be lacin' |
Got a nigga sweatin' pacin', not ready to fall the fuck up |
But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the fuck out |
And my guardian angel, is always there to protect |
And my supreme nature, keeps all them savages in check |
How the hell did everything get so twisted |
They say be careful what you pray for, so I guess now it’s this |
They will never know, what I do to get by |
And them many times I almost died |
They will never know, all the reasons why I flip |
And now I gotta keep an extra clip |
They will never know, what this stress is like |
And why I’m on point, ready to fight |
They will never know, all the pressure and pain |
Don’t give a fuck if they think less of me mayne |
Deadly habits, they could be a number of things |
Everybody got 'em, some people do ugly things |
Excessive behavior, it can get the best of you |
Trust me, I’m a lot like the rest of you |
I got issues that haven’t been resolved |
You know like money people owe me while they out havin' a ball |
Guess they too got deadly habits |
Got me on a mission, to go and merk, each and every fagot |
Manager’s coked up, A and R’s all doped up |
Old school style, have 'em gagged up and roped up |
Those deadly habits have me losin' my cool |
But yo the son can’t chill, so I’m be abusin' them fools |
Pull the plug on 'em, pull the rug on 'em, have 'em callin up |
All their closest thug friends, them nigga can get it too |
This Gang Starr shit is too deep, to even get into, so fuck you |
They will never know, what I do to get by |
And them many times I almost died |
They will never know, all the reasons why I flip |
And now I gotta keep an extra clip |
They will never know, what this stress is like |
And why I’m on point, ready to fight |
They will never know, all the pressure and pain |
Don’t give a fuck if they think less of me mayne |
Fuck you wanna do, we way past 7:30 |
Be easy, too many brothers seem to go to Heaven early |
It’s hell in these streets, but soon I’m on a hot streak |
Who’s in the hot seat, who had a felony beef |
I beat cases with different Attorneys |
And I laughed at the racist DA’s, who were wishin' to burn me |
My mom caught a heart attack, around the same time |
News articles were published, around the same time |
This depressed me more, but I stayed in tact |
And that last corny chick I was with, she got played in fact |
I know nigga that did dumb time, and dumb crimes |
I fuck with real nigga, and never cowards with dumb minds |
This country’s got us in a fix |
America, your deadly habits, got us all up in the mix |
War without, war within, holy war, mortal sin |
Tell me, huh, what’s the origin? |
They will never know, what I do to get by |
And them many times I almost died |
They will never know, all the reasons why I flip |
And now I gotta keep an extra clip |
They will never know, what this stress is like |
And why I’m on point, ready to fight |
They will never know, all the pressure and pain |
Don’t give a fuck if they think less of me mayne |