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Illmatic - Make Money Şarkı Sözleri
Illmatic
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1) the mr. logical miracle now you heard tha´ called just the lyrical physical mad murder i got the ill phat rhymes like venom so bust my style read if you don´t understand them i got the phattest beatz in your whole city make my rhymes shitty cause my style ain´t pretty i make noise with my boyz cause it´s real pack up tha steel with the mass appeal kill i put the boom in my room with my terror the illa is clever comes like the devil out the mirror a clearer instrumental you can´t beat it if you can´t read you can´t eat it lead it
2) about the sweetest rhyme that you ever say hey hey hey hoh hey do with my crew hit the stage to blow affection i don´t know what to do hit the rulaz in my action illmatics back on the track you know i´m strokin´ flowin over attac ksmokin you and what you talkin´ broken open it´s the illmatic mr. hit you with my fist ah knock out hasta la vista the psychopathic illmatic got´s to have it one for your mind two for the automatic down with the s yes and the soundsystem you try to diss them 3p is mad wisdom
3)i sell my raps with the gaps and snaps to make a dollar one for the cheese smokin´ trees and make mc´s holler cause i´m that bigger that pullin´ that trigger up on the microphone another joints blow´n soldier will be comin´ home end of the zone illmatic´s free a new release can´t get with these rest in peace forget the memories pop pop with the glock nonstop i drop the shot the iron lounge you better come listen son the pistol is my tongue just like a gun i spread out from the crowd dimension i pay attention but no one´s got the right direction i face the action with lmp yo that´s my crew i got the clou cause no one´s hurt the way i do
chorus: hah make make money money (8 times) stop smiling fool ain´t nothin´funny
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