Conversation With A Devil [CD & DVD] (2003)

Andre Nickatina Lyrics

Andre Nickatina - Fly Like a BirdLyrics

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Man I'm a coke rap spitter A hair pin trigger A crime rhyme dealer Is illa but on the rilla Spit around tornado lust For the words Rap it up like dope, Fly like a bird Nothing but baking soda the Motorola do it well Up in your face man with something To sell I'm like a chronic vision pigeon tiga Just spinnin time with 45, 357s And 9's My figure 8, its real its not fake Strawberry soda garlic bread and Steak Ahead in the chase and hide Behind the wheel You talk more money and we can Make a deal (make a deal square ass n*) I'm not a screw face, I keep my Boots laced And listen to the homies brag about They gun case They off taste, crank beat with more bass My court date, and I came in hella late The cross game, wear rings with no chains Holla at the guard if you a rap cat mane Nickel plated, now the engergys penetrated I put that on my life I'm glad you never made it Raw hide, all in my blood line You never find a drug like me and no kine Don't hide, cause it makes it more divine To put you in the firing line on valentines February, or was it January I lose my memory when it come to you canaries Its necessary, on guard with what you carry Split the middle of the swicher then add the blueberry I'm not a damn fool, I live bay rules Bay slang, and I'm doin my bay thang Make change, get bread to kick game I knows you got ass but yous a lame freak dame No shame, and I'm greedy to the brain You know the pit bull is off the chicka-chicka-chain Crate-a-lane, on the freeway of pain I don't spend dollars on expenseive champagne Rip hearts and I pound the sky larks Petal to the medal in my wu-tang clarks New suede, from the stage to the grave Hot days, means pistols in the shade It ain't strange, motherfucker you sell cane Add a little color to the picture frame The rhyme cheetah, throw on the wife beater T-shirt jeans tennis shoes didn't see ya And this analogy, is a new strategy And this academy is headed for a tragedy It sounds to me that you're tryin to break free And snakes like me don't allow that see At close range you can see my vertigo Venom in the soul and I'm ready to let it go With no control, man it can grow like a rose And I'm standing right there in my Filmo' pose When a child cries, in the heart a father dies Punch you in the eye to let you know that you alive Lethal, multiply to equal Bumpin see-bo on the way to Tahoe I'm stage left, at the store remian chef Man cook it up and keep it from the A-T-F The barracuda, yo the rhyme roof shoota Runnin down the stairs of the project do a Kamakaze, rip your stargens for a hobby And rip it in the lobby man while kickin it with bobby You say the word, then here come the words put Mustard on they rap and then fly like a bird
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