Line Em Up

演唱者:Russ / Busta Rhymes

专辑:CHOMP

    作词 : Russ/Trevor Smith Jr.

    作曲 : Russ/Trevor Smith Jr.

    Yeah, operation touch a beat

    I heard that money comes in waves

    They say I drowned at twenty-three

    And I been drownin' ever since, I might need counseling for this shit

    Because I climbed the mountain fast and all I found was just a cliff

    The lesson there, is gettin' there, is way for fun than getting there

    But, here we are compliantly, got iron seas in Delaware

    Dodged a couple Guineveres, thank God I got no Lancelots

    I'm a king, I'm well-awarе who's inside my Camelot

    Couple womеn tryna bunk with me, like three's a company

    Y'all crazy ass might be my shot of Dom, but not my cup of tea

    Once a week, I lose my cool, I'm probably downplaying, uh

    Gettin' head in my trailer before I headline, got the crowd waiting

    My fault, that's just how I do, sometimes I'm reckless, uh

    My fault, that's just how they do it down to Texas

    To the people I gave love to, who turned around, told me, \"**** you\"

    If you don't know who hurt you, you'll bleed on someone who ain't cut you down

    Wise words my mama sent

    Why you think I'm single? Still ain't meet a chick as solid yet

    I payed my sisters's college debt

    I'm just out here being chosen

    Doors of opportunity keep creakin' open

    Lot of women claiming I'm their boyfriend like they B. Simone, when

    Really, all we share is a fleeting moment

    Y'all are completely broken, please just leave me lonely

    Gettin' kinda weird man (For real), hahahaha, come on

    One by one (Yeah), two by two

    Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

    One by one, two by two

    I'ma knock 'em all down, down

    Lord have mercy on my soul, I'm 'bout ship a couple of bricks

    Ratchet by the Bible, on the dresser, call a preacher, quick

    What we do to get this cake? Foul in every way we think

    Lay down anything for food, quicker than the eye can blink

    Flow, crazy, yeah, these shorties lickin' coke up off my ****

    **** the street's a *****, blasphemous to say this shit

    Lord, forgive me, 'cause I know it's crazy that I had these thoughts

    Brag stash in the glove compartment

    Hand up in the latest Porsche

    Of course, and while she gobble me between the jaws

    Money on my mind, lust devil bleedin' through my pores

    Savage with the way we live, sometimes escaping how we suffer

    Spendin' money like we stupid, grindin' 'til it take me under

    Keep my eye on every (Woof), cop the latest Maybach Zeppelin

    Keep a for the state of the art, greatest weapons

    And though we livin' reckless, always try avoidin' dyin'

    Cross my heart and hope to live, while I hear my mama cryin'

    Mama sittin' and watch her son just grow from such a little angel

    Morphe into a creature, she don't recognize at the dinner table

    Clueless and she can't explain

    How the hell did I become it, nigga with this darkest that do shit and sickness to her stomach

    **** this shit sittin' on the surface

    Mama know my heart is good

    I'm ain't tryna save myself, I'm busy tryna save the hood

    Yeah, I know that's what they say

    Find ourselves in endless trouble

    Leavin' youngins on the strip

    Slide on couple hefty bundles

    Grown-ups tell me that I'm shameful

    How I claim I helped the people

    Helpful as the ones creatin', Heroine

    For a junkies needle in one hand, now the other

    Like them niggas talkin' nonsense

    ****in' pusssy, money, livin' foul without a conscience

    Sniffin' coke, occasionally

    Lace my weed when gettin' blunted

    Balance out my mental, give a homeless man a crispy hundred

    We had church on Sunday, while I'm out here livin' lies

    And feel like the preacher lookin' at me, steadily replyin'

    One by one, two by two

    Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

    One by one, two by two

    I'ma knock 'em all down, down

    [00:00.000] 作词 : Russ/Trevor Smith Jr.

    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Russ/Trevor Smith Jr.

    [00:03.717] Yeah, operation touch a beat

    [00:06.140] I heard that money comes in waves

    [00:07.587] They say I drowned at twenty-three

    [00:09.272] And I been drownin' ever since, I might need counseling for this shit

    [00:12.422] Because I climbed the mountain fast and all I found was just a cliff

    [00:15.586] The lesson there, is gettin' there, is way for fun than getting there

    [00:18.844] But, here we are compliantly, got iron seas in Delaware

    [00:22.170] Dodged a couple Guineveres, thank God I got no Lancelots

    [00:25.242] I'm a king, I'm well-awarе who's inside my Camelot

    [00:28.498] Couple womеn tryna bunk with me, like three's a company

    [00:31.658] Y'all crazy ass might be my shot of Dom, but not my cup of tea

    [00:34.991] Once a week, I lose my cool, I'm probably downplaying, uh

    [00:38.183] Gettin' head in my trailer before I headline, got the crowd waiting

    [00:41.663] My fault, that's just how I do, sometimes I'm reckless, uh

    [00:45.024] My fault, that's just how they do it down to Texas

    [00:48.222] To the people I gave love to, who turned around, told me, \"**** you\"

    [00:51.462] If you don't know who hurt you, you'll bleed on someone who ain't cut you down

    [00:54.638] Wise words my mama sent

    [00:56.237] Why you think I'm single? Still ain't meet a chick as solid yet

    [00:59.663] I payed my sisters's college debt

    [01:01.048] I'm just out here being chosen

    [01:02.918] Doors of opportunity keep creakin' open

    [01:05.493] Lot of women claiming I'm their boyfriend like they B. Simone, when

    [01:08.914] Really, all we share is a fleeting moment

    [01:11.074] Y'all are completely broken, please just leave me lonely

    [01:13.504] Gettin' kinda weird man (For real), hahahaha, come on

    [01:17.445] One by one (Yeah), two by two

    [01:20.038] Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

    [01:23.773] One by one, two by two

    [01:26.613] I'ma knock 'em all down, down

    [01:30.191] Lord have mercy on my soul, I'm 'bout ship a couple of bricks

    [01:33.378] Ratchet by the Bible, on the dresser, call a preacher, quick

    [01:36.706] What we do to get this cake? Foul in every way we think

    [01:39.808] Lay down anything for food, quicker than the eye can blink

    [01:43.057] Flow, crazy, yeah, these shorties lickin' coke up off my ****

    [01:46.369] **** the street's a *****, blasphemous to say this shit

    [01:49.550] Lord, forgive me, 'cause I know it's crazy that I had these thoughts

    [01:52.758] Brag stash in the glove compartment

    [01:54.365] Hand up in the latest Porsche

    [01:56.098] Of course, and while she gobble me between the jaws

    [01:59.224] Money on my mind, lust devil bleedin' through my pores

    [02:02.615] Savage with the way we live, sometimes escaping how we suffer

    [02:05.700] Spendin' money like we stupid, grindin' 'til it take me under

    [02:08.859] Keep my eye on every (Woof), cop the latest Maybach Zeppelin

    [02:12.027] Keep a [?] for the [?] state of the art, greatest weapons

    [02:15.198] And though we livin' reckless, always try avoidin' dyin'

    [02:18.296] Cross my heart and hope to live, while I hear my mama cryin'

    [02:21.938] Mama sittin' and watch her son just grow from such a little angel

    [02:25.131] Morphe into a creature, she don't recognize at the dinner table

    [02:28.017] Clueless and she can't explain

    [02:29.592] How the hell did I become it, nigga with this darkest that do shit and sickness to her stomach

    [02:34.785] **** this shit sittin' on the surface

    [02:36.327] Mama know my heart is good

    [02:38.013] I'm ain't tryna save myself, I'm busy tryna save the hood

    [02:41.125] Yeah, I know that's what they say

    [02:42.772] Find ourselves in endless trouble

    [02:44.407] Leavin' youngins on the strip

    [02:46.058] Slide on couple hefty bundles

    [02:47.586] Grown-ups tell me that I'm shameful

    [02:49.270] How I claim I helped the people

    [02:50.802] Helpful as the ones creatin', Heroine

    [02:52.976] For a junkies needle in one hand, now the other

    [02:55.659] Like them niggas talkin' nonsense

    [02:57.232] ****in' pusssy, [?] money, livin' foul without a conscience

    [03:00.552] Sniffin' coke, occasionally

    [03:02.044] Lace my weed when gettin' blunted

    [03:03.911] Balance out my mental, give a homeless man a crispy hundred

    [03:07.551] We had church on Sunday, while I'm out here livin' lies

    [03:10.504] And feel like the preacher lookin' at me, steadily replyin'

    [03:13.160] One by one, two by two

    [03:16.253] Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up

    [03:19.905] One by one, two by two

    [03:22.778] I'ma knock 'em all down, down

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