Brand Nubian - Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz Lyrics
"cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"[lord jamar]You like to taste the lead, well get your face fedAfter i'm done, you rather suck on pencilsHere comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your bodyAs i walk over the shit and spit outta heartNow brothers talk shit and can't back itThat's why i had to fit em with a full metal jacketPeel his cap once cos i know it's all it takesWatch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (blast)Just before he die, i'ma look him in his eyeAsk the nigga how he figure he was big enough to tryThe muthaphuckin g-to the o-to the dI told ya couple times that the gods must be crazyBut ya didn't listen, so now ya on a missionTo get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya can't stops meNow tell me is there anybody elseBefore i put my ak back on the shelfCos i put in work like job corpsNiggas talk shit and get jerked and robbed forTheir life by a knife or a gunSo when ya see me comin, nigga, run"see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"*repeat*[sadat x]Somebody's dead, a whole crowd formedThe cops ain't even come yet, money's dead in the streetSomebody called his people and they come downstairs screaminSix girls cryin wild cos money had a childA good dick, couldn't even stand the .44 lickDead quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casketAnd ol' aunt faith, her baby fingerpaintsMy moms know the time so she wanna send me down to alabamaI gotta cousin, says she's got some friendsShe says they strictly *****in, i could get away from buckinShe tried to gas me up, i tell her sex is everywhereAnd sex is but a word, it ain't shit i ain't heardTell my moms i ain't leavin, my crew said to stayMy crew i'm believin so ***** it anywayI got my mob from the rule, that live by the cruelAnd my crew from courtland ave. always say they'll set it offAnd if i choose, who's somebody might dieAnd if they don't die, they won't be able to walkPump slugs in his back, he's talkin ***** talk"cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"*repeat*[lord jamar]Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread with the 9Lead to the head of you devils, now it's bedtimeI said i'm not the nigga to be playin outI'll leave your body layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get lickedGet hit by a dread who's fed with the nonsenseLeave you red, where my clip empty out his contentsSpill your guts when i fill ya up with the flame juiceNiggas' nuts, i had to ***** em up and use my name looseSome silly goose, we be down on the subwayHe gets no love cos he's rubbin me the wrong wayDisrespectin, infect the massesSo i elect to come direct and disect some assesMy nigga passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tatNow you shut your *****in trap cos you was who i's *****in atI got you suckin at the chrome like a nippleThe only way your ass is goin home is as a cripple[sadat x]And then i peed on niggas, came the absolute worstLost compassion for humans, and then smack up they momsRan and got the arms, from under the mattressMy little man satan got somethin in his jacketLet me get to work and i'll release the swarmMy man mean a lot these daysI got the hash, cash plus my people raise me wellBring it to em x, and we'll take the weightRun and get the mac from the park ave. locationBronx location, wit a extra bag of clipsPlus i want it tight and i don't play that muchSo i'll have all the reefer and set up all the stockAnd everybody's *****in, yo money, she wasn't greatYou just got mad, ya girl got videotapeSo save the noise, niggas, cos i can't hear"cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""see i had to lick em" "punk muthaphucka""cos no matter who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"*repeat x3*
