Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Ambush, artist - Remedy. Album song The Genuine Article, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.06.2005
Record label: Code Red
Song language: English
The Ambush |
Everyone wants that ambush |
Everybody got killed in that ambush |
You’ve got nowhere to come but this way |
The only one thing they see is God |
You could go in between and feel the fire |
Then buckle up! |
The Ambush. |
it be The Ambush |
What? |
It be The Ambush |
What? |
The Pillage |
(Yo, yo, Killa Bees) |
Yo. |
Ambush, bag 'im, hands behind the back style, gag 'im |
Grab 'im by his head, start to drag 'im |
Kick 'im while he’s down, fast first in the ground |
My thirsty bloodhounds surround your compound |
We want all we want when we want it |
The rules of this rap game, MC’s come to be hunted |
We’re like oxen, and this be the anti-toxin |
Corrective, here to put you back in perspective |
Gun check, Remedy, +Protect Ya Neck+ |
Bring the swords up, hit the deck, disconnect |
One glance and it’s evident, the war’s begun |
Brave men wield their swords and their shields in the sun |
Some MC’s clash, some fall to the ground |
Some stand and talk, and get severed apart |
Smell of death, burnt flesh |
Son, you get what you get when you mess with the Killa Bees nest |
Invaders, real life hip-hop crusaders |
Clash of the blade, Tomb Raiders, ya saviors |
+Judgment Day+ is now, son, there’s no more pretend (take money) |
God’s callin', stand tall, fight to the end |
In The Ambush these thoughts are caput |
In The Ambush y’all cats is Big Foots |
In The Ambush you get your face mushed |
In The Ambush these thoughts caput |
Lyin' in the huddle, my team ready to Ambush |
Maria’s Child, youngest boy, ain’t the one to be pushed |
What? |
Do the knowledge to The Ambush |
Flashin' my understandin', your style I stay romancin' |
Blood like video games, unlock the base |
All up in your face, like Papa Dukes talkin' |
You must reveal, you never built nothin' |
Shorty frontin' like you said somethin' |
Never had a Remedy, blaze like Mark on Belly |
The God Cappadonna helped me walk my dogs (Take money) |
Tell respect, pay less, respect Catalog |
It’s fucked up, the nigga stay writin' |
Solomon Childs, location Body Brighton |
In The Ambush you get your face mushed (BLAP!) |
In The Ambush these thoughts is Big Foots |
Yo! |
In The Ambush get ya face mushed |
I move crews like I’m pushin, you just cushion |
And real petty, your mind can’t hold it |
It’s too heavy, Rem-D slash Big Donna |
Was all ready, tanks came in |
My niggas’ll keep aimin', assault the fake rappers |
It be The Ambush, motorcyclist MC’s can’t ride with the Hill-billies |
Fuck 'em, Pillage, deaf until we get off the stage |
Run for the nine-one-one wishin' |
Break a reign from the rainbow coalition |
Popped off, Ambush, the graveyard shift |
Niggas’ll take it off, be the ambush |
The whole Pillage is Big Foots, be The Ambush |
In The Ambush, take money |
In The Ambush, these thoughts are Big Foots |
In The Ambush, in The Ambush, you get your face mushed |
Take money, in The Ambush (Ambush) |
These thoughts have been pushed |
In the Ambush, y’all thoughts is caput |
(Uh. uh) You get your face mushed |
In The Ambush (Hold money) Take money |
(Take money. money) In The Ambush |
Remedy. |
(uh) slash C-A-P |
In The Ambush, Pillage (We live y’all) |
In The Ambush, the whole Pillage is Big Foots |
(Killa Bees, Don Don, Rem-D, Solomon Childs) |
Be The Ambush, you get your face mushed |
Be The Ambush, it be The Ambush |
It be The Ambush. |
But it all started with an ambush and it’s gonna end with an ambush |