I Dare U歌词
作曲 : Cooper, Cox, Edwards ...
You gotta feel this
Even if you hate my guts
What it takes to come up
A & R gettin' taped the ****** up
Labels stuck on followin' trends
I'm sick of the game
It's time for a change
Aint no need to pretend
Just a team when 'Pac started this thug ************t
For the hood
Pitchin' is the ****** thangs we get
The game so fickle
******z pop ************t with no pistol
Only 12 years old
I sold nickels
Just a young ****** comin' of age
I was one of the slaves
Til the underground catchin' the train
Uptown, comin' back with the cane
Long tops and all
We Outlawz, go home or go hard
Most intense flow
From the calmest dude
Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid
I was born to be a Outlaw
My momma knew it
Drama, karma
I put my momma thru it
Damn!
[Chorus]
Mother****** I dare you
Step up to a ****** like me
With a name like mine
Mother****** I dare you
To pass up on a ****** like me
Like you ain't got time
Mother****** I dare you
To think yo family was starvin'
A ****** wouldn't rob you blind
Mother****** I dare you
To give in, gon' get it
Cause a ****** stay on his grind
Mother****** I dare you
[KASTRO]
It's me, Kastro
King Kash and rusty
I'm classy dusty
My ****** is husky
I shed blood for what I love
And thus me
Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me
Naw, I simply won't allow it
OG's showed me death before dishonor
I ain't doubted
When I got grounded by my momma
I pouted
And when I hit that first shot of Vodka
I downed it
Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go
And paranoid and I ain't tryna keep it on the low
Just so you know you not ****** with a hoe
And I stay open like a corner store
Call me corner-stro
Please don't get it twisted
Why even risk it
Play a ****** distance
This is, not a warning or a ****** threat
I'm all in
My money on the table
Ya bet
[Chorus]
[E.D.I]
Six million ways to die
And many stories in the city
That's why when you see me
My attitude is ************tty
Now I ain't scared of the terrorist
But the law my enemy
Bush and his homies
Got plans for me
And ******z with skin color similar to mine
It's a catch-22 if you livin' off of crime, and
Most of the ******z I know, don'
Lost hope
Either be rappin' or be sellin' some ******
It's a helluva road
It's a hard time for hustla's
Deep in the game
We reapin' the pain for money
And ain't ************t funny
So I don't ****** with clowns
In any town
Im only around those who stay down
Get pain now (now)
Yeah that's what's sup
It's too much money in this game for me to pass it up
So cut the check dawg
It's so simple
Or have ******z like me comin' thru ya window.. window
You gotta feel this
Even if you hate my guts
What it takes to come up
A & R gettin' taped the ****** up
Labels stuck on followin' trends
I'm sick of the game
It's time for a change
Aint no need to pretend
Just a team when 'Pac started this thug ************t
For the hood
Pitchin' is the ****** thangs we get
The game so fickle
******z pop ************t with no pistol
Only 12 years old
I sold nickels
Just a young ****** comin' of age
I was one of the slaves
Til the underground catchin' the train
Uptown, comin' back with the cane
Long tops and all
We Outlawz, go home or go hard
Most intense flow
From the calmest dude
Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid
I was born to be a Outlaw
My momma knew it
Drama, karma
I put my momma thru it
Damn!
[Chorus]
Mother****** I dare you
Step up to a ****** like me
With a name like mine
Mother****** I dare you
To pass up on a ****** like me
Like you ain't got time
Mother****** I dare you
To think yo family was starvin'
A ****** wouldn't rob you blind
Mother****** I dare you
To give in, gon' get it
Cause a ****** stay on his grind
Mother****** I dare you
[KASTRO]
It's me, Kastro
King Kash and rusty
I'm classy dusty
My ****** is husky
I shed blood for what I love
And thus me
Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me
Naw, I simply won't allow it
OG's showed me death before dishonor
I ain't doubted
When I got grounded by my momma
I pouted
And when I hit that first shot of Vodka
I downed it
Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go
And paranoid and I ain't tryna keep it on the low
Just so you know you not ****** with a hoe
And I stay open like a corner store
Call me corner-stro
Please don't get it twisted
Why even risk it
Play a ****** distance
This is, not a warning or a ****** threat
I'm all in
My money on the table
Ya bet
[Chorus]
[E.D.I]
Six million ways to die
And many stories in the city
That's why when you see me
My attitude is ************tty
Now I ain't scared of the terrorist
But the law my enemy
Bush and his homies
Got plans for me
And ******z with skin color similar to mine
It's a catch-22 if you livin' off of crime, and
Most of the ******z I know, don'
Lost hope
Either be rappin' or be sellin' some ******
It's a helluva road
It's a hard time for hustla's
Deep in the game
We reapin' the pain for money
And ain't ************t funny
So I don't ****** with clowns
In any town
Im only around those who stay down
Get pain now (now)
Yeah that's what's sup
It's too much money in this game for me to pass it up
So cut the check dawg
It's so simple
Or have ******z like me comin' thru ya window.. window
