5 Fingas of Death-Diamond D/Big L/Lord Finesse/Vadim Sakharov/Fat Joe

[00:00.000] 作词 : Barnes, Cartegna, Coleman ... [00:00.01]"Where are you?" [00:08.68]"Hey, there you are!" [00:14.65]"How does it feel to know you only have a few more seconds to live?" (gunshot) [00:24.00]"Big L, Big L.." [00:32.09]Verse 1: Big L [00:33.12]Check it, I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up [00:36.81]Plenty bxtch-ass nxggas Big L stuck [00:39.03]I never catch cold feet when I hold heat [00:41.30]We roll deep, Triple Fat dogs in their old jeep [00:44.03]I catch a fag three o'clock in the morn [00:46.39]On the block all alone and put the Glock to his dome [00:48.90]Tell him "Give it up quick, you nitwit, don't try to get slick [00:51.73]Or I'm a let this four-fifth spit and leave your shxt split" [00:54.44]Grip, it ain't nothing decent about me [00:56.66]A true thug for real, you can ask the precinct about me [00:59.28]A rap junkie, don't try to play me like some flunky [01:02.22]Jewels be chunky, pockets lumpy, attitude grumpy [01:05.20]Mad nxggas be fronting the life [01:07.06]Popping mad shxt, trying to be something they not [01:09.58]Your ****** ass better stay to dancing, don't even look at me [01:12.47]I might break your jaw for glancing, that's right [01:15.24]In '97 Harlem kids is blowing [01:17.47]And we don't trip, we'll let a bxtch starve til her ribs are showing [01:21.41]"Lor..lord Finesse" [01:24.03]Verse 2: Lord Finesse [01:25.09]It's the divine mastermind, I turn nickels to dimes [01:28.02]The authentic genuine that's out to shine [01:30.70]The cool cat, the true mack, the smooth raps [01:32.82]Chickens be like "Who's that?" I be doing my thing, kid (True dat) [01:36.05]Forget fronting, I'm beyond that, I roll with brothers ready for combat [01:39.54]All for eye-to-eye contact [01:41.39]With skills, G, yo it's ill, see, for real, B [01:43.66]Ain't no barbeque, nxggas better stop trying to grill me [01:46.72]Huh, sent that style to the essence [01:49.20]Got nxggas stressing my style, pull like fluoresence [01:51.82]No question, tough type to clutch mics [01:54.11]No positive upright, I'm the "I don't give a fxck" type [01:57.10]Expose the facts, you know the haps [01:59.01]We go to laugh astrological, like the signs in the Zodiac [02:02.23]To rap you, out the stack glue, word up [02:04.56]My style's tighter than a fat bxtch in a cat suit [02:07.44]Suprise G, it's not wise see to size me [02:09.75]When I operate, it's Smooth Sailing like Ron Isely [02:12.58]Gotta do my thing, word up (Beg ya pardon?) [02:15.10]Time to bounce, gotta skate like Tonya Harding [02:19.61]"A.G." [02:26.74]Verse 3: A.G. [02:27.79]Yo I'm the cleverest, top ten terrorist [02:30.34]Chickens ever diss, they become featherless [02:32.88]Hate derelicts, certified gold metalist [02:35.65]You play fly cause I'm the most high like Everest [02:38.28]Look at all these fakes, musically you imitate the crates [02:41.37]Won't succeed moving at full speed with no breaks [02:44.03]Like Jake, watch me take your entourage [02:46.46]Can't see me, I'm camoflauge, and besides, I'm God [02:49.12]Mad hard, like the S.A.T., have shorties [02:51.85]Caught up in the mental, watch her bless A.G [02:54.12]Eveidently, you still don't know, because you tempt me [02:57.00]Thought you was the boss when your fat thoughts were empty [02:59.63]Not Fat Joey Crack, but still Jealous One's Envy [03:02.18]Who sent me? D.I.T.C., good and plenty [03:04.80]Like the doctor, smoke a Spike Joint and watch "Clockers" [03:07.17]Get rude like Shabba, make moves behind my blockers [03:09.90]Crazy sickness, you want the pure, you'd better pick this [03:12.47]Bxtches can't get this, ******s remain ****less [03:16.74]"Fat Joe" [03:18.72]Verse 4: Fat Joe [03:19.71]Before we get started, let's talk about these coward-hearted MC's [03:23.54]That claim to be true O.G.'s and war specialists [03:26.22]Forever busting guns on the circus ship [03:28.32]But when the beef comes, get on the ?? [03:31.05]You know the deal, I come with nothing but the real [03:33.41]Certified pejente, recognize mi gente [03:36.18]Whether East Coast or West Coast, I'll lick 'em all [03:38.70]Strip naked, bxtch nxggas will never be respected [03:41.39]Joey Green, bagging doubles up in Bowling Green [03:43.83]For all my team, packing the nine, for soon as this team is rolling clean [03:46.71]You know the team, never giving a fxck [03:48.91]Playing thick in the cut, get your shxt laced up [03:51.44]WHAT THE FXCK! [03:53.37]"Diamond D" [04:00.81]Verse 5: Diamond [04:01.75]Yo I'm flipping on nxggas like Dre's and Cracks [04:04.19]My raps react on your cardiac like a heart attack [04:07.53]Some nxggas front for stunts who want [04:09.69]Take a puff of the blunt and play a nxgga like a c**** [04:12.73]But I don't play that shxt for no chicks [04:15.26]Sucking the next nxgga's ****, moving *****s [04:17.93]I'm too slick for you high school dropouts [04:20.46]You got knocked and tried to cop out [04:22.51]Couldn't fight when the kids pulled the mop out [04:24.78]And wails you out, right at home saying "Bail me out" [04:28.20]Little small time, fxcked up when you called mines [04:31.01]D ******d, one of the greatest of all time [04:33.93]Yeah, D.I.T.C. representing for the '97, word life