Gang Starr Words From the Nutcracker Lyrics
sponsored linksSick thoughts on my mind, with no self-control.
Uplift your soul and make the brothers want to roll.
Sixteen years old, with heart that's gold.
Yo, check it, check it out, like this, here we go.
Run around the streets, cold strapped like an alley rat,
But now I'm gettin' much props, like a fat cat.
A young mack, but I don't think I'm all that.
I just can't sweat another brother's bozack.
So what the ****, y'all movin' on up;
Gonna swim in big bucks, like Scrooge McDuck.
And if ya don't like and you want to step up,
Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts.
Melachi the Nutcracker, I'm always gettin' blacker,
Fatter, I bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter.
I'm from the Bronx, New York City.
The big ****in' apple, where the *****z get busy.
God bless the dead, and God rest my pops.
Peace to the *****z goin' out bustin' shots...
Hard to Earn Track Listing
1 Intro (The First Step)
3 Code of the Streets
5 Tonz 'O' Gunz
6 The Planet
7 Aiiight Chill...
8 Speak Ya Clout
10 Words From the Nutcracker
11 Mass Appeal
12 Blowin' Up the Spot
13 Suckas Need Bodyguards
14 Now You're Mine
15 Mostly tha Voice
17 Comin' for Datazz
Written by: Christopher E Martin, Keith Elam
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC