文本歌词

What They Want - Inspectah Deck
Once again I gotta rise from the dead
Like the prophecy has been fulfilled or something
So be it
I know the code I'm a capital G still surviving
Lowkey
Brain shifting pitching out of the V
Bottom line you got a problem
With me my name pop in the V's
F**k a watch that got property deeds
I don't talk won't spot me with D's
You can spot me at the spot
With the next top model from queens
East side six rider won't stop at the freeze
Where them coppers'll squeeze and them boppers is G's
Where it's regular to serve the curb when I splurge
The word
Now break bread break birds in thirds
Whose y'all I never heard y'all herbs never burnt ya
Herb
I run circles all you work y'all nerves
I'm a legend watch me work my swerve
On the verge to surge
You understand it if you learn the words it go
This is what they want son mansions and yachts
For a taste of it the'll off ya top aiyo
This is what they want son big dreams and cream
B*tches ride like the scream machine
This is what they want son but they fail to
Get
'Cuz the radio don't play this sh*t yo
This is what they want son real talk on wax
Nevermind 'bout who did the track man
This is that get low blow your 'dro sip ya
Hypno'
Three miles an hour narc style in ya whip slow
Big city glow I rest where the semi's blow
And sleep with a piece the streets won't let me
Go
So I'mma rep 'til I'm dead in my physical
No I'm not biggie smalls I ain't 'ready to die'
Or ready with the infered his head's ready for I
Live from the mosh pit they black cheddar his eye
It gets like that when you grinding in the pit's
Like that
The overtime never quit type cat
Stay low posting up like shaq
Catch me stepping in the crisp uniform like max in
White cap
I'm back so true to myself I shine black
Like that then I get you more for nine flat
I N S house gang on the plate I buy
That like
You cross me and ah nine's clap and
This is what they want son mansions and yachts
For a taste of it the'll off ya top aiyo
This is what they want son big dreams and cream
B*tches ride like the scream machine
This is what they want son but they fail to
Get
'Cuz the radio don't play this sh*t yo
This is what they want son real talk on wax
Nevermind 'bout who did the track man