BUN-B - Violent Music (Remix) feat. Busta Rhymes, Dj Paul & Gunplay текст песни

Wake up to the whole room shakin
Get up, wipe the dirt out my eyes then
Run over to a blown out window
There's a war going on outside and
Shit I can see smoke in the distance
And the fire lightin up the horizon
Hit the bar's going off in the background
And scream as a bitch take a dive in
It's a god damn dog moon risin
Clouds are burgundy drippin plasma
Concrete crackin under your feet
It's a fuckin recipe for disaster
But I can't stop now though
So I gots to go harder, stronger, faster
And I gotta be quicker than the next nigga
Can't get caught by there bastards
Another day in the concrete jungle
Where only the strongest surviving
It's a place where you can get killed
And the cuts broke teeth on grinding
So the only way you can stay alive in a place like this
Where your life means nothing
Boy, you'd better be ready when the shit go down
Cause it ain't no future in frontin
They assumed that they pushed the button
Cancel christmas and get below
Better chuck a roller then run for cover
Cause if you don't, they gonn get you, bro
You've go nowhere to go, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Yeah, this is the feeling inside
When a trill ass nigga start ridin
To that violent ass music

[Hook]
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga


When I step up in the building
Break a nigga back, break a nigga foot, chop a nigga
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
And I'm hopin you ain't with him
when a nigga get him in to kill him
star, star, star, star, star
Bumbaclot, shittin on these niggas with a jumbo fart
Beat a nigga til he do a somersault
And everything about it is your fuckin fault
I give you what you want, that's what you're askin for
I don't even really think you bastards want it
Kind of music niggas get they ass whopped to
And put on world star, somebody came and recorded it
It's volence
See, now we lookin half dead, you'd better life support it
Funny, now the nigga's little wifey on it ugly
The news channel might record it
Leave me alone, trust me nigga
You don't really wanna start, bitch
I reach for the chrome, it won't be the ratchet
Beat a nigga with a crowbar, bitch
Psychopath, fire from the blowtorch, I'll light your ass
Blue four-fifth like a blue nose pit
And when I let it go, it'll bite your ass

[Hook]
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,

for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga

Nigga think he bulletproof, unhurtable
Make him take a bullet and fuck if he took it personal
Niggas know I'm ruthless, convertible
They say fuck what you heard but I ain't heard of em
Click, clack bout to load up
Know a nigga Arm & Hammer, it's baking soda
Know a nigga armed I'm Bobby Chawla
Got that 45 in the whip when I rolled up
I told your motherfuckin ass I'm gonna
I can get violent, motherfucker, no cover
Beat a young fucker completely a different color
Damn, when my finger roll on the trigger, no lover
Fucker your bitch is chicken like Roscoe
I got the syrup on me like waffles
My life is a motherfuckin' movie, nigga
You'd think my shit was a novel
How, take that clip, that's hollows
Hundred rounds in that drum, bitch
Y'all pussy like a Tom bitch
Whoppie Goldberg got em all numb, bitch
That talk again, no, you need to pawn that
DJ Paul, know you heard of me
Bitch I got that tummy tuck
We usin' tommy guns, no surgery
[Hook]
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga

As violent as I am?
Ask yourself now, should I try him?
He might have a knife or may be packin iron
He skinny but his heart brolic, hard to back him down
If he miss the first time, he loop it back around
For every loss, somebody die
Then he walk off like nothin happened
Then write a rap, record that shit and shotty's mine
That nigga's name is Gunplay and that's what he bout
A nigga don't be with that shit, forget that shit
My stick'll turn a car into a coffin when it hit that shit
Your bitch screamin too, she hit and bleedin' too
Now that's what happens when you take a peek into my freakin zoo
Bring drama like all up in your mama life
And all my niggas the Kaddafi and Osama type
The war's on, yeah that's what it's soundin like
Dumpin' on these cunts talkin' shit until they soundin right

[Hook]
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
This be the music for the violent nigga
For the violent nigga, for the violent nigga,
for the violent nigga.