Madlocks — Gusto (1997)

Текст песни: Gusto (1997)

Madlocks
"The mic-mic-microphone assassin"

This is Madlocks
Put a place on the map
We some sick motherfuckers
Green beret combat
Cotton steel
Eating food like a meal
Take em to the meat shop
We specialize in eel
So eh Mr. Martin?
This shit is lethal
Conect the dots
With some Evil Kinival
Arm some sick shit for some kid to fuck with
Bringing survival in 8 districts

Yo it's going out to family
You know hat i'm saying?
Dooms-town killers
All my unit 7 niggas
Set the bill son

Niggas go for gusto
Past the place you get petrol
Metro
You see i'm addicted
Fast life
Fuck fouls and get lifted
Get infected
Buccaneers are anonymous
Hustle son
Beast go them mining us
They gun-spray
Stray dogs play
Come on and party
Honeys in the back
Here, honeys in the front
Stellar while
Stool faced punks
VIP singing
I got money and
Money i got
Stock the Glock
He always said fuck the rappin'
You do the shit, I'm steady gun clapping
Armageddon's here
Niggas best prepare
With your automatic weapons
Tin boots and army gear
The weak have fear
But the strong will survive
Real heads keep it
Mad niggas keep it live
[Chorus]
I don't know about you but I'm going out for gusto
This time runs short
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
You livin' it now
Who knows if there is an after
The story unfolds when you reach next chapter
[x2]

Street hustler
Cuz ya vulture
Mind to make the moola
Gotta watch for those niggas that will school ya
Yo bust the science
Yo i'm stepping with some giants
A war child
4 niggas that move far
So hear me
You can go for yours and out for mine
Every man for himself
So you walk a thin line
When the thin line breaks, kid
You see the Pearly Gates
If i'm doing this shit son
I'm going high stakes
And live rapid
Street life it causes damage
I see raw shorty's grow up and turn savage
By all means my family is my team
At 50-50 it's how we split up this C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me)
And make it happen
In the street life fashion
Niggas try to stick me
And the cops keep tapping
Fuck it!
I wanna flex it like a superstar
Drinks are on me at the bar, puff L's and fast cars
And make money
Take money get money
I gotta mental in this game
There's only one thing that remains
(Word up!)
[Chorus]
I don't know about you but I'm going out for gusto
This time runs short
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
You livin' it now
Who knows if there is an after
The story unfolds when you reach next chapter
[x4]