N.Y. 87' (Feat. DJ Quik, Daz, Kurupt & Threat) - 2Pac.lrc

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[00:00.63]Yo, this is DJ Quik
[00:06.69]Taking a second out with Tha Dogg Pound to let ya'll know something
[00:27.54]If you're looking in the Source mag and don't see me
[00:35.82]It's cause some mother****ers on the East is the enemy
[00:49.32]It's real
[00:49.80]Kurupt:
[00:50.10]I heard of Meth, Nas, and Red
[00:52.23]I'm down with them
[00:53.25]Indeed we all smoke shit and clown wit um'
[00:55.68]Hung around wit um'
[00:56.82]One man
[00:57.63]I ran with his clan
[00:58.83]There is only one land
[01:00.00]Mother****ers down with me I can count on one hand
[01:02.49]Come dumb I gets dumber
[01:03.87]The double barrel pumper heat dumper
[01:05.97]And I been rockin' mics since Funky Drummer
[01:08.07]These adventures wreak Havok speak lavish lifestyles
[01:10.71]I crack your clavical for the cabbage
[01:12.78]Rhyme savage
[01:13.83]Introduction to death
[01:15.09]Murder MCs til ain't shit left
[01:17.22]In the sector
[01:18.18]Why must MCs flip like gymnastics
[01:20.79]Just to get they whole ass whipped
[01:22.29]Claim to be classic
[01:23.40]But you don't set no classic examples
[01:25.41]With ya
[01:25.74]****ed up beats
[01:26.73]And ya ****ed up samples
[01:28.14]Your last verbal war
[01:29.16]You won't survive no more
[01:30.48]I turned the channel cause mother****ers you ain't live no more
[01:33.15]I used to follow
[01:34.17]But now yous a legend like Sleepy Hallow
[01:36.51]I shoot to kill the horse pill u can't swallow
[01:38.82]There's no tomorrow
[01:39.90]Shit, it all ends
[01:41.43]I been down with KRS since Boggie Down begins
[01:43.98]That's my man
[01:44.88]Now what's this I hear?
[01:46.08]I was told to beware
[01:47.25]I'm the inspirer
[01:48.42]Dissed by a mother****er I admired
[01:50.04]Hell no this can't be
[01:51.57]Now who the **** is this I hear on the radio dissin' me?
[01:54.72]B.I. double G.I. to the E
[01:57.60]Mother****er's scorchin'
[01:58.50]Doing a video for a song
[02:00.09]That got blew out of porportion
[02:01.77]I found he's the deadliest force
[02:03.30]In a world where it all about glamour fame and fortune
[02:06.03]Mother****ers we Mob Deep
[02:07.41]So **** you, Jeru, and any Tribe that Quests to compete
[02:10.80]We the elite
[02:11.73]The psycho assassin is blastin'
[02:13.83]And next time you hit L.A. mother****er we mashin
[02:51.93]Deadly Threat:
[03:04.50]Eyo Threat I play the MC
[03:06.00]Mother****ers they played the mic
[03:07.47]I bash mother****ers from words that I recite
[03:10.08]Tighter than the average MC
[03:11.61]Trynna battle me
[03:12.78]Tragedy is a must
[03:13.92]As I crush N.Y.C.
[03:15.51]Lately I been on some crazy shit
[03:17.22]Imagine this
[03:18.18]To make it 'til you die
[03:19.65]Until you out of it
[03:21.21]your hood from murders
[03:22.11]Roaming through your house and murder
[03:23.40]When you wake up in the morning
[03:24.93]Your life will be over
[03:26.13]I told ya
[03:26.79]Dogg Pound ain't nathan nice
[03:28.59]Sacrificing mother****ers
[03:30.36]From into mics
[03:31.56]Twice
[03:31.98]There's been a murder on your block
[03:33.60]When he drop
[03:34.17]Your homie thought he was nutty
[03:35.49]What made him I roll a glock
[03:37.02]You stop us
[03:37.74]But when we started ma*************n' ain't no stoppin'
[03:39.96]On and on more of your dogs keep droppin'
[03:42.69]What was your homie ain't yo homie no mo'
[03:45.09]Commit suicide and blow your brains on the floor
[03:47.79]Don't ingore the fact
[03:48.90]Grab the microphone and snap
[03:50.31]Then react with the shit that jumped off that night
[03:52.86]2Pac:
[03:52.89]Callin' all dogs and phony rap stars
[03:54.90]Who think they got me
[03:55.86]I'm on some Superman shit now
[03:57.48]They shouldn't have shot me
[03:58.56]Uh
[03:58.83]Cause I'm convinced that my squad is real
[04:00.87]And God has blessed me with the power to be hard 2 kill
[04:03.57]I got a mind that's full of murderous thoughts
[04:05.55]When unleashed
[04:06.30]I make them mother****ers bow
[04:07.53]Feel me now or be deceased
[04:09.12]I ain't choosing sides
[04:10.14]Hell no
[04:11.01]**** everybody
[04:12.24]It's Westside when I ride watch 4 dead bodies
[04:14.94]Lyrics are colorful words and anesthetics
[04:17.28]Problems are getting worked out faster than calisthenics
[04:20.04]I'm bullet proof
[04:20.97]Blazed up on top of my man's roof
[04:22.77]Hands on a fully AK so what'chu plan to do
[04:25.53]Moon mother****az 'til they feel me
[04:27.36]It's West Coast mother****er versus New York
[04:32.28]Now did everybody hear me?
[04:38.19]You shot at my homies now Imma blast
[04:43.71]Screamin' Thug Life mutha****a when I pass
文本歌词
Yo, this is DJ Quik
Taking a second out with Tha Dogg Pound to let ya'll know something
If you're looking in the Source mag and don't see me
It's cause some mother****ers on the East is the enemy
It's real
Kurupt:
I heard of Meth, Nas, and Red
I'm down with them
Indeed we all smoke shit and clown wit um'
Hung around wit um'
One man
I ran with his clan
There is only one land
Mother****ers down with me I can count on one hand
Come dumb I gets dumber
The double barrel pumper heat dumper
And I been rockin' mics since Funky Drummer
These adventures wreak Havok speak lavish lifestyles
I crack your clavical for the cabbage
Rhyme savage
Introduction to death
Murder MCs til ain't shit left
In the sector
Why must MCs flip like gymnastics
Just to get they whole ass whipped
Claim to be classic
But you don't set no classic examples
With ya
****ed up beats
And ya ****ed up samples
Your last verbal war
You won't survive no more
I turned the channel cause mother****ers you ain't live no more
I used to follow
But now yous a legend like Sleepy Hallow
I shoot to kill the horse pill u can't swallow
There's no tomorrow
Shit, it all ends
I been down with KRS since Boggie Down begins
That's my man
Now what's this I hear?
I was told to beware
I'm the inspirer
Dissed by a mother****er I admired
Hell no this can't be
Now who the **** is this I hear on the radio dissin' me?
B.I. double G.I. to the E
Mother****er's scorchin'
Doing a video for a song
That got blew out of porportion
I found he's the deadliest force
In a world where it all about glamour fame and fortune
Mother****ers we Mob Deep
So **** you, Jeru, and any Tribe that Quests to compete
We the elite
The psycho assassin is blastin'
And next time you hit L.A. mother****er we mashin
Deadly Threat:
Eyo Threat I play the MC
Mother****ers they played the mic
I bash mother****ers from words that I recite
Tighter than the average MC
Trynna battle me
Tragedy is a must
As I crush N.Y.C.
Lately I been on some crazy shit
Imagine this
To make it 'til you die
Until you out of it
your hood from murders
Roaming through your house and murder
When you wake up in the morning
Your life will be over
I told ya
Dogg Pound ain't nathan nice
Sacrificing mother****ers
From into mics
Twice
There's been a murder on your block
When he drop
Your homie thought he was nutty
What made him I roll a glock
You stop us
But when we started ma*************n' ain't no stoppin'
On and on more of your dogs keep droppin'
What was your homie ain't yo homie no mo'
Commit suicide and blow your brains on the floor
Don't ingore the fact
Grab the microphone and snap
Then react with the shit that jumped off that night
2Pac:
Callin' all dogs and phony rap stars
Who think they got me
I'm on some Superman shit now
They shouldn't have shot me
Uh
Cause I'm convinced that my squad is real
And God has blessed me with the power to be hard 2 kill
I got a mind that's full of murderous thoughts
When unleashed
I make them mother****ers bow
Feel me now or be deceased
I ain't choosing sides
Hell no
**** everybody
It's Westside when I ride watch 4 dead bodies
Lyrics are colorful words and anesthetics
Problems are getting worked out faster than calisthenics
I'm bullet proof
Blazed up on top of my man's roof
Hands on a fully AK so what'chu plan to do
Moon mother****az 'til they feel me
It's West Coast mother****er versus New York
Now did everybody hear me?
You shot at my homies now Imma blast
Screamin' Thug Life mutha****a when I pass