N.O.R.E. - Built Pyramids - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Large Pro It's my first Large Pro beat You a genius nigga I'm honored And with them gray's in your beard You lookin' more like a genius Flushing Meadow Park, drive my heights 8 store We playing baseball, then we slangin 8 balls Mission impossible, Alley Cat he shot niggas, got shot too Locked at the hospital Jamaican Ave., chicken patty with the cocoa bread I know Jamaicans on drugs, call em cocoa heads Since lookin at the front door, always want more So I got drugs pump and more This is my belief, my philosophy, geography Ecology, biology, psychology I used to spit Gillette razors, hand in hand with my Pakistan man We made papers Fish scales from Jackson Heights Colombians I.S. 61, was raised for no republicans And I don’t mean to get all political But Mitt Romney don’t plan to do shit for you [Hook] What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night, we the eeriest Tell em what it really is Built pyramids, ground up from the streets It’s that Q talk serious What the theory is, Sunlight to 1 at night, we the eeriest Tell em what it really is Built pyramids, ground up from the streets It’s that Q talk serious Yo, see I’m a student of a game how I pay attention You so poor that you can’t afford to pay attention Catch me downtown by L.E.S Or up in Flatbush, Fort Greene by DYS, who you be with My niggas I was locked up in Spofford with Killers that'll kill killers marvelous I know niggas never used a gun but got bodies You can do the math, go and ask who you ask A1 nigga since day 1, just ask G-Shock watch, flooded with the black diamonds Louboutins with the spikes is for weirdos I’m hood nigga, I don’t wear those Still a dapper dan, design still immaculate Gucci ain’t make that, nah, but it’s they fabric And still I get cabbage with, punch style Gold piece Lazareth [Hook] Yo, you wanna fly in the city, you gotta go to Queens Fly out of the city, you gotta come to Queens My borough birthed John Gotti And other killers, big drug dealers, wild ball players Lamar Odom, World Peace Artest Kenny Anderson, Kenny Smith, Lefrak the best, yea Rafer Alston, Anthony Mason, Mark Jackson on a lay up line They got action Supreme court where I fought, but these ball playing niggas Rep Queens on a court Talik and Kimani could have made it And Raheem manchild, the fuckin' hood favorite Orchestrated, we sort of related Black and Puerto Rican, like Los we stay faded cause Yeah, on the real to the real, on the real to the real [Hook]
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