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Nyman: Music for Jane Campion's Film "The Piano": No. 4 "The Heart Asks Pleasure First" - No. 6 "The Promise" - Michael Nyman
Uhh, uh huh, firm
Infamous
The Brooklyn, Q B
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some Don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink a eye, missed the comment
The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise, yeah
Who be the mahogany, mami, the slanted eyes
Hold it down, Boogie Fox, you b**ch n****z strip
You web n****z dead on, get f**ked and wet on
Shitted on, I want a low, f**kin' wit Don
Like Ronald, thirty inch, fortistrano
Million, sophisticado, ill movado
The Firm's baby girl, my fam be my whole world
It figures 'cause she'd die for them n****z
Doe or Die status, mama be the baddest
From Brooklyn to Queensbrige, it's pure Havoc, Havoc
We on a job, f**kin' wit Mobb, they had the drop on 'em
The slanted eyes peep the rocks on 'em
He kinda jig and he bubblin' big
Dig a hole holdin so's watch his cash start foldin'
And bet though, twenty G craps wet though
Nas you shoulda seen the ni**a jet though
Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin' all of my a**
Of course me, I threw the gas, thug ni**a turnin' real saucy
Firm lay low I'ma play if you say so
So stay close like I'm 'bout to twist babe bro
I laid it down, went a couple of rounds, and tried to flaunt him
I threw it on him, now he's right where I want him
Got my mind in crooked ways
Saturated up in Alize, you ain't a threat ni**a
So get big ni**a baby girl crossi'n over send your soldiers
Toucha f**k a rusher, this world is colder
Like a day in December 25th, son I got gift
From monkey, motherf**kers that wanna rip
Get your sh*t split, pushed back
Grill that a** don't look back
Respect this, like a Lexus repo man I took that
Five cats to death dog, like shop I'm gonna set more
Handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords
Lights out just pull the nines out
Let's find out, pointin' shook ones, they pointin' dimes out
It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled
My hand is full of fake n****z I position
Expensive intuition f**k a rap competition
Gat expo, get a grip and never let go
The tet blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That a** is wet though"
Triple P, paranoid plus petrol
Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal
Ghetto connections, Audi 4, take your section
You only get once chance, ain't no second guessin'
We blessin', peepin' your style, them never testin'
Lessons of life walk the night witcha weapon
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some Don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink a eye, missed the comment
The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise
Fox Boogs whattup, they get the jack, what the f**k
Lucked up, the thug ni**a took a L ni**a *****ed up
The snake n****z slither like Jake, ain't all great
Ain't no threat Dunn, f**kin' with them n****z that's fake
They got though, pushin' a 850 auto, they sayin' nada
They know The Firm gettin' nachos
Cheddar like whatever, I see money frontin' in the Land
I got him, I got me a f**k and his man
Murderous mami, I threw the kiss, he was hist'
Ooh, shoulda seen that ill Roley on his wrist
It seem like he f**kin' wit cream somethin' mean
You'll be straight with his eight, and dead him on all his heron
Realistically, papi, is history, mami
I got this, chill Pa Pa, let me rock this
I'm f**kin' wit fours to cock this, let me plot this
Ice he nothin' nice, if he front, take his life
At the Shark Bar, f**kin' wit Duke, him and his mans
Really frontin' boo, got him the red velour Filas too
Here come my n****z now in the black Hummer stuntin'
Yeah that's The Firm, jig the f**k up and body sumpin'
Whattup now Duke, his eyes cried from the inside
I seen all of his fears 'cos he about to fry
He looked at me, through his right eye, was like
"Mami why?" I felt f**ked up, I can't lie
He was shook, 'Mega opened his chest
Ain't nothin' left but the sky blue Land
And that n****z last breath, last breath
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some Don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink a eye, missed the comment
The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise
My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant
Some Don sh*t, Foxy, get ready to bomb sh*t
Blink a eye, missed the comment
The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise
Yeah, it's not a threat
Uhh, Mobb Deep, Havoc, and Foxy
Duo, uh, sick to death baby
Firm, Escobar 600, Sosa, Mega, Ice
Grand Wiz where you at baby?
Queensbridge, Don 'pu
The whole Brooklyn, pretty boy