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Outsidaz - The Bricks lyrics
[Yah Yah] Yeah, Outsida style, yo Axe, D.U., Nawshis, come down! [D.U.] See me in a wool cap, black boots, takin' Prozac Gives me a rush like a full back When my niggas wild out they don't act human I punch out gorillas lookin' like Pat Ewing [Axe] Pull out the gat, clap to it; no protection from the blow Smith & Wesson turn your bulletproof vest into a robe On another level, dig it, with the metal spitted Beef got settled with it, roam the ghetto (?) rockin' devil fitteds [D.U.] Yeah, Axe... Underneath their ski masks haters be mad See me in the green Jag' playin' Sega Dreamcast Sometimes I be on some He-Man shit Pilted up, more sticks than tree branches [Axe] We can't miss Ill like Arabic soldiers, bustin' shots at cop cars Blowin' shit up, yellin' (???????) Hardcore cats, gettin' dough like pop stars Ski pulled out the glock, turned your block to hot tar [D.U.] Now, before the beef get any further I make y'all C-Murder like Master P's brother I pack a 4-4 nozzle that's so-so-colossal Now when I cock it back it'll blast off both nostrils [Chorus - Yah Yah] This for Springfield, Chadwick, Hawthorne, 18th 16th, Avon, 13th Ave.! Bricks, Bricks!Shit is crazy in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! Chancelor, Bergen, Clinton, Hyde St. Stratford, Newport, Wacker Ave! Bricks, Bricks!Shit is crazy in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! [Yah Yah] In the Bricks I get drunk and hang warriors Plus there's more than four of us; y'all can ride assorted nuts I make niggas trade places like Mortimer Slaughter 'em 'til their house boarded and girl's been fucked [Nawshis] We be ridin' through your block slow, like 5-0 And hit up your Tahoe with more shots than Dialo Call me Nawshis, poison's my blood I'm more than a thug and iller than the boys in your hood [Yah Yah] Gats, you know I ride aimin' 'em, gray titanium Buttin' niggas over the fist in Shea Staduim Ever since the raid I gotta wait because I wave the gun Save the lump, Outz blazin' up with laminated rum [Nawshis] Comin' through the back door Nawshis spits like chewin' tobacco, two in your backbone I'm tweakin' lungs like Cheech & Chong's (?) bong Y'all ain't seein' mine like Peeping Tom bein' blind [Yah Yah] Boys, you'll lose if you ain't glocked up, payin' your dues Plus the college don't fuck with the neighborhood schools Got tools, better sleep with a pair 'Cause Brick layers start sprayin' right after early mornin' prayer [Nawshis] Catch us swervin', son; chickens chirpin' from me workin' 'em Sippin' Bourbon rum, not givin' a fuck like a virgin nun You herbs is done when I start releasin' Call the preist in; I got a indecent art of beefin' [Chorus - Yah Yah] One Deuce, Bruce, 7th, Park Peddleton, Bradley, Southport Ave.! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!Shit is crazy in the Bricks! Brauden, Market, Irving, Turner Prince, Mt. Prospect, Fairview Ave.! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!Shit is crazy in the Bricks! [Nawshis - 2x] Yeah, this Newark, the Jerusalem slum Take your cake, you get none, not a crumb Should've came to the Bricks packed with a gun Instead my dogs made you back up and run [Yah Yah] Yeah, 'cause shit is crazy in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!Shit is crazy in the Bricks! Bricks, Bricks!We be wildin' in the Bricks! Yeah, SS County, yeah, 07104 goin' down, or up! Irvington, Newark!Yeah, owww! |
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