Wicked With Lead — текст песни (Theodore Unit)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... yeah..
Yo, yo

[Ghostface Killah]
Talk about it, if you live it, if not, don`t even spit it
Fuck your niggaz and them rap credits
I`m in the `88 candidates, paisley`d out
In them Coca-Cola rugby`s, two bitches, with a front in my mouth
That`s right, standin` in the lobby with tech
Briefer sheets, make the leaf, taste better, we love that wet
Got the new Patrick Ewing Jr.`s, square you, it was boomin`
We was robbin` digits, James or Rakim, he kept it smooth and
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, can I bone you? Say I can
Yes, I can, I`m lethal
None of these rappers can touch my pen
I`mma killer, that`s why I bounce back in the end
I`m not, Freddy or Jason, or on probation
The lifetime achievement award is what I`m facin`
It`s time for sentencin`, the game, I`mma just rewrite it
Puttin` it to sleep, don`t try to fight it, come on

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Me and Trife, yo, we wicked with lead-a
Especially, when both of our tummies ain`t fed-a
Theodore click, aimin` for your head-a
We the twat team, when we be gettin` that head-a
Don`t get it twisted, yo, we out for the bread-a
It`s on and poppin`, like we rock blue and red-a
You wonder why these faggots poppin` up dead-a
We love hip hop, gives us our cred`-a

[Trife Da God]
I`m from the era, when the chronic was hittin`, Onyx was spittin`
Throw Ya Gunz in the air, that year, have party`s slippin`
Back then, power dollars was the party admission
Air Jordans, and Scottie Pippen`s had the latest addition
And number 5`s, with the lead on the side
Used to rock the L used jean suit, and the letters in dye
Doo-rags under my Starter cap, nigga, I started that
And if a nigga stepped on your sneakers, you caught a heart attack
Bumpin` The Artifacts, mixed it on the fader
Freestylin` up like DJ Tone, playin` the Sega
Neighbors handin` out papers, promotin` g`s to save us
Tryin` guide us, hopin` one day, we`ll change our behaviors
Floatin` on traitors, them haters, they got the vapors
Now we style on `em, kids that bitches, that tried to play us
And to them faggot ass cops, that tried to slay us
You can`t stop it, this is what the streets fight us

[Chorus]