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01. For Real
02. Bom Bom Diggy
03. Contradictive
04. She Said
05. I Like The Girls
06. Hot Like a Sauna
07. Call Me
08. Wash My Soul
09. Scrappy Love
FOR REAL
You watch too many films
Too many films for real
And something else you take too seriously
Your record deal
A record deal pays bills
Pays bills and feeds a family
And your profile is too big
How ya gonna be a crime family
Too many films for real
You watch too many films, too many films for real
Don’t get me wrong, I know you got guns and your not scared to use them
But is there money being made around these guns or lives until you lose them
You watch too many films, films for real (2x)
Some of those people have to live that life, for real
I don’t have to, I got a record deal
For real, you heard, I chill and smoke herb
And how about these sexy singers, sex gods, talking about hitting girls in a turn
You’re fantastic, you’re super sperm
Yeah, I’m a player hater, I hate when players can’t take their turn
And when a record company drops me, that’s when I learn
It’s not real, it’s just passing time
It’s not real, all I do is rhyme
It’s not real, it’s just passing time
All I do, all I do is rhyme
You heard, you heard
“You go Romeo” girls say
You look tall in the video
And the color girl sings
Get money (4x)
And no one sings the blues and everyone sings the greens
Someone said keep your eye on the prize
How you lose the dream
Who am I to say, I know you need cash… in this hundred yard dash
I moved awhile ago and past through New York
I’ll be back in a minute, it’s my turn to talk
For Real, you heard
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BOM BOM DIGGY
To the bom bom diggy-zizzy need the tricky i said i really xxx don’t forget the cab. A piece a my piece my soul control the beast, get arrest off my chest, keep far from the rest. progressive best wham bam thank you ma’am, you the man with the transnational plan I snap my uncle sam. I said it’s Joani Mitchell that does look like a rich kid with bombs who killed the Fonz, Henry Winkler, How does he think?; does he drink at all; does he sink at all; big rock eyes girls don’t treat me nice you gonna burn off those wings with all those shiny things
Bom Bom diggy…
all that we can we men creep when it see em in the east end when the T stem Pretend the gasoline went in the ground and right between them. Wit bout mon and why don’t keep firm but the kind bud taught to caught police scent then keep firm while we was standing right outside you never know what the helicopter. Mine sent around to a robber (you) never know what the helicopters straight dawg i hate that place wanna see me and HFE whino a womans cry flys wanna do my girlfriend dry fret of a auto ride will come up, don’t ever say “what winona does” Lord cuz they think I’m turning up with a (wet) response to their remark, just cuz I’ve everything under control dont even know who’s runnin the show with the guns and the hoes, what if I know when it comes to the doe I’m on a role nigga wit a job But it’s a cool flow but the hoes isn’t right for the video. The green boyz show their flyin skills why they always try an tell informers gonna fry in hell Bitch dont even try and hell One reac!
hed in my pocket well Nigga gonna dye in five minutes so Me and mu congees I am well things they tryin die and gel gotta be fast when your ass beats hard finish scheme off so no body see you are This badge is like a movie star Ain’t reyin to see no fuckin police cars. That’s when I try back draw back (sirens outside off that’s right There goes the slam of doors on my side Gotta tell nobody Four and then five To the Bom bom who is diggy…
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CONTRADICTIVE
Tricky:
Look who do I have to have and why
A city’s child
Real mode - you have to talk about it
An old pro- still we’re ’bout it, ’bout it
Don’t frown about it
It’s best you keep quiet
You could never lead a riot
Money don’t make you a leader
A leader usually reads
Go read a book
He shaked then he shook
“I need that crack, I need that crack”
You’re swingin’ the pipe
Do what you like
Goin’ “doom doom”
Reflect on the room
Reflect on your life
Go stab yourself with a knife
Bob Khaleel:
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Tricky:
Vengeance isn’t mine
It taught to hate from time
Time isn’t real
How much time can you kill?
Luca Brazzi
He sleeps with the fishes
Fuck sugar and spice
And girls with deadly kisses
Purr like a cat
Raising towers
I go over her house
For the most
I got diamonds on suits
A girl’s erased diamonds with new shoes
Remember Hollywood
You could finally make deals
Screamin’, “Nigger you can get these!”
Stereotypical
Almost mythical
Like Mickey Mouse
I’ll blow down your house
Blow up your whole image
Hardcore musicians with image
Bob Khaleel:
Love
Tricky:
You’re silver screen
You’re a hardcore lovin’ machine
You play hardcore with me
And sooner or later we’ll see
Bob Khaleel:
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
Reflect on your life
Time isn’t real
How much time
Can you kill?
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SHE SAID
She said, she said, she said, she said
She said she could tempt me
Both in rooms full or empty
She said, she said
Even might turn out the lights
She said, she said
Pretend to know me then show me
She said, she said
She was a missed good night,I
Wanted to share her vagina
She said, she said
Then we jumped in her car
Went real far
After the pizza
With Wendy and Lisa
She said, she said
Asked about Prince
I left my fingerprints
She said, she said
Then I jumped in the car
Go real far
Jumped in the car
Go real far
She said, she said
Now I start fucking with drugs
I got Muggs
She said, she said
Then we jump in the car
And go real far
She was just showin’ me tanks
Robbin’ banks
A new inflation bring migration
If you want to be boy
Don’t send a decoy
She said, she said
Tricky and Kioka:
Wait ’til dark comes
Don’t play with guns
And kill the toys
Don’t play with boys
Tricky:
She said, she said
Let’s go stress
Then touch my breasts
It’s all yours
We finish tours
She said, she said
Then we jumped in the car
Went real far
Jumped in the car
Went real far
She said, she said
Now I’m on the run
Always weighs a ton
She said, she said
Dark brown eyes
You wanna stroll with eyes
She said, she said
Takes lots of patience
Then I lost my patience
Acting like an actress
Killed her on the mattress
She’s dead, she’s dead
She’s dead, she’s dead
Then I jumped in my car
Went real far
Jumped in my car
Went real far
Jumped in my car
Went real far
She’s dead, she’s dead
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I LIKE THE GIRLS
Mad Dog:
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
Tricky and Mad Dog:
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(I like the girls)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
Mad Dog:
Met two girls in a restaurant
Didn’t know those hookers was lesbians
’Til i got home and started sexin’ ’em
The shit they were doing was excellent
Yeah, yeah, the show was perfect
The one with her tits in the other girl’s bit
Slim girl was holdin’ her hips
Strokin’ her tongue all over her clit
This girl was gettin pornographic
Should’ve had a vid recordin that shit
One girl’s tits out taking a big mount
Going down south licking the bitch out
’Round ’em and stylin’ my dick was shinin’
Next minute the babe is grindin’
Went outside and left ’em windin’
When i came back they was 69in’
All of ’em was crying- she’d screamed
The whipped cream from all over their tits
See me laying for the queen all this fisting
Reminds me of a dream i had at fifteen
Last time i had seen ’em it was at the club
It was me two girls and the scrappy love
Back then wanted to be in nice loves
But now there’s enough for the both of us
Tricky and Mad Dog:
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(I like the girls)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(I like the girls)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
Mad Dog:
Fit like hand in glove and i’m up
Take a shot like the last of the stand drop
Boom bom bom
Check if alien
That’s the time to pull out the handcuffs
Dials a one on a one minute call
Be gone if i never done the cheap rough
She calls and asks when we can fuck
And who else wants the Jungle Lay
So she dials a one on a one minute call
Be gone if i never done the cheap rough
Unless she wants a Jungle Lay
So she calls everyone wonderin’ when we can fuck
What does she come to the bar wearin’
’Cause when the girls put on the starin’
I love watchin’ all this dancin’
By the girls who are as about as luscious acting
Rude girl and her martial firing
“Ooh well, get the spot!” they whinin’
Street Dog, they caught me rhymin’
Turned around and got fucking blinded
My favorite beds get no shy women
When or wherever to be drivin’
My take come to the face
When i see that beat goes the drum
And the bass is blastin’
Freak if i bone
It’s like i lost control
I’m all alone think i’m toppin’
Get high when i drive a car
And try to drink and drive
When i’m private parking
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
Tricky and Mad Dog:
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(I like the girls)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin’ lit off, high on the great weed
(I like the girls)
I like the girls, I like the ladies
(Whether they’re slim or they’re short)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(I really don’t care)
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HOT LIKE A SAUNA
Tricky:
round the corner
turn the corner, turn
hell is round the corner
hot like a sauna
i know i hurt her
when I tell her that I want her
and with this drama
i act like jeffrey dahmer
i beat her then i eat her
nigga’s sweet,there’s no one sweeter
i think i lost my tweeter
to your pussycats
do you call your pistols ’gats’?
don’t sleep her love away
don’t let her run away
don’t sleep her love away
don’t let her…
dream and i’m seein’ it
harmed a girl like Monica
everyday be like Hanukkah
and change my mind again
hide off like to find a friend
i call her “enemy”
she says i act like there’s ten of me
a sketch for their clone
a dog without a home
but you want more when i was on tour
told her “you should write a lot”
now look how much time you got
told you, “shouldn’t run alot”
now look how much time you got
Mad Dog:
take life on the streets- your own
made by Grease beats- pure dog
running with the renegades of NY
Street Dog speak the true talk
wanna talk about crime?
yeah right!
stick ups- get in mind to realize
alright
run the airtime
fuck the police it’s startin’ to get hyped
niggas gettin’ paranoid and void
then imply Tetth’s a bad boy
just gonna rap about kids that can’t cope
dogs get mad when niggas stand broke
with a phat rope, yo, what a joke!
shit, i had coke and fifty pound notes
puffed it for those niggas i know
far as i know you’re a freak if i bone
like i go
Trix and Milo
i roll with niggas with big machines
blank sreens, video scenes
blue, black and green
niggas with wigs scared the scam clean
and get the cream- know what i mean?
diggin’ the scene with the gasoline
with enough magazines
them nine to fives,big executives who ride the clock,
there’ll be no crime from nine to five.
there be no crime for none of us
livin’ to find those kinds of drugs
with no undercovers
those motherfuckers can’t flop dogs
in any form, this rough cough’s quick
i’m sick
going where the Jungle is clicking
in England the trans-Atlantic
in Harlem where demands don’t quit
Kioka:
levitating and useless debating
in these dvastating times
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
while everybody’s just doing drugs
and writing melodic rhymes
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
trying to get one
and not get into trouble
i might just be inclined
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
we all got needs
we all do dirty deeds
now and then wanna smoke some weed
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Mad Dog:
come with a bang bang
it’s a hangman gettin’ my prayer
my hands can slang bang actors
that have the will to gang slang
that’s the type of nigga that can’t say,
"you don’t go and forget the down times
and the walk while i was with the bad man"
many to fly right?
masterplan
miracle flight like Pan-Am
man,damn!
sure as the echo
’fore that gonna pump the petrol
niggas with escorts hide in the get-go
now lay it in the ghetto
yeah y’all
i could find life in a Paris metro
while i’m walkin’ around slammin’ ghettos
in the real
know the rapper with the black girls
deliverin’ travels with the Maxwells
gettin’ paid off girls
Rockwells, high L’s
well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
no no can’t stop flowin’ no
gettin’ paid off girls
Rockwells, high L’s
well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
no no can’t stop flowin’ no
Kioka:
levitating and useless debating
in these dvastating times
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
while everybody’s just doing drugs
and writing melodic rhymes
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
trying to get one
and not get into trouble
i might just be inclined
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
we all got needs
we all do dirty deeds
now and then wanna smoke some weed
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t let her run away
Kioka:
yeah we’re free
yes we need to be free
walkin’ round with unsatisfying needs
Tricky:
don’t sleep her love away
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CALL ME
D’na:
I’m calling you
I’m calling you now
And now won’t wait
And now won’t change now
Or rearrange
it might get strange now
it might get strange now
Tricky and D’na:
Just fallin’ free
Just fall in me
And i’m your coffin
And I’m your coffin
For endless sleep now
For endless sleep now
Little sunbeam
I hear you scream
I feel your heat now
I feel your heat now
Here’s to one way sleep now
I hear trees scream
Ain’t the people mean?
What do they mean?
It’s time to sleep now
It’s time to go now
I wait for you, I wait for you
I wait for you, I wait for you
I wait for you
Little sunbeam
I can hear you scream
I can feel your heat now
I can feel your heat now
Here’s to one way sleep now
I hear trees scream
Ain’t the people mean?
What do they mean?
It’s time to sleep now
It’s time to go now
I wait for you, I wait for you
I wait for you, I hate for you
I wait for you, i hate for you
I wait for you, i hate for you
I wait for you, i hate for you
I wait for you, i hate for you
I wait for you, i hate for you
Hate for you
I wait for you, I wait for you
I wait for you, I hate for you
I hate for you
Hate for you
I hate for you
I can feel your heat now
It’s time to go now
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WASH MY SOUL
Tricky:
Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul
Tricky and Bob Khaleel:
I get paid while they starve
In the streets
Visa cards, VIP
Wash away and use you as a fan
Starving these children
And i change the channel
You know me, i’m Mr.Nice
You know me I survive at any price
So it seems i’m the devil’s son
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
I’ve served with gangsters
And I’ve served with kings
These are a few of my favorite things
Think about love, love now and then
It’s no good
I am weak, I admit
Wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn
On somedays, together we can learn
Wash my soul, wash my soul
Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it
Lick it, wet it, you like it, take your turn
Take your turn, take your turn
Together we can learn
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SCRAPPY LOVE
where’ve you been, love?
how’ve you been, love?
it’s a long time since i’ve seen love
you make me happy, love
hope that you’re happy, love
i was a scrappy love
i feel like i’m stupid now
i feel like i’m stupid now
how’ve you been, love?
i’ve committed a sin, love
you care for him, love?
he’s good for you, love
guess who has sinned, love?
she asked how you’re doin’, love
i feel kind of stupid, love
’till he moves to the neck to the push to the shove
how much time has it been, love?
how much time has it been, love?
we don’t even speak now
remember the first walk-out?
you fill my need
you tell me to read
we sat in the park
we sat just apart
but not for our own love
we grew a strong love
but not for our own love
we grew a strong love
wish i could sin love
wish i could sin love
wish i could sin love
where’ve you been, love?
how’ve you been, love?
it’s a long time since i’ve seen love
you make me happy, love
hope that you’re happy, love
i was a scrappy love
feel like i’m stupid now
feel like i’m stupid now
how’ve you been, love?
i’ve committed a sin, love
do you care for him love?
he’s good for you love
guess who i’ve seen, love?
she asked how you’re doin’, love
i feel kind of stupid love
’till he moves to the neck to the push to the shove
how much time has it been, love?
how much time has it been, love?
we dont want to speak now
remember the first walk-out?
you fill my need
tell me to read
sat in the park
we sat just apart
but not for our own love
we grew a strong love
but not for our own love
we grew a strong love
wish i could sin, love
wish i could sin, love
how’ve you been, love?
it’s a long time since i’ve seen love
you care for him, love?
he’s good for you, love
he’s good for you, love
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