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Illmatic - Make Money Şarkı Sözleri

Illmatic | Şarkı Sözleri

    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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