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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Terrence Thornton
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Terrence Thornton
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Sean Combs
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Ricardo Lamarre
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Lyrics
Yeah, ugh
Bring the noise (bring the noise)
(Louder!)
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
These niggas' heads is too light (yeah)
Bring the noise (Bring the noise)
Take that (yes)
Put the Fear of God in these niggas, Pusha
Get 'em!
It's like the changin' of the guards
We changin' out the frauds
I gave these lions heart like my name ended in Oz
Long time comin', Sam Cookin' up these bars
Still Eddy Caning, see the fiends sunk in jaws (yuck)
Push a ton, pledge allegiance to the raw
Known dope dealer that escaped without a scar (yes)
I'm Buddy Lee, so lucky me, see I'm home (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Wish I could jailbreak my team like an iPhone (woo)
Squilly told me take this motherfucker by storm (ha)
Get the money, and they bitches, bring the prize home (yes)
So as I embark, this where begin start
I write my own happy endin', nigga pen sharp (take that)
My life's a Kodak moment, I need a frame for it
The Penthouse's daybed needs a crane for it
I'm fuckin' on it, exotic bitch from out the rain forest (come here, baby)
So many bitches it's a blur, I take the blame for it (woo)
God in heaven knows what I feel inside
Responsible for all this inner-city genocide (forgive me)
I'll be damned if I let Yale campus vilify
As I uplift this art form ceilin' high (take that)
I can't identify with your one death
We lose thousands over here, you speakin' one breath
Outsiders lookin' in like using one ref (fuck 'em)
My zip cam point of view to you is one step (ha)
Closer to clarity, not a parody
How cocaine single-handedly carried me (it's just my life)
Escaped clever through the foxhole narrowly
They kick dirt up on my name until they bury me (never)
I just shake it off, then I shake a leg
A lot of time to makeup is what Jacob said (welcome home, baby, ha-ha)
The fans fell for your act, I tell you break a leg
Then guns shots goin' off that'll awake the dead
Push! (Push!)
Writer(s): Terrence Thornton, Ricardo Lamarre
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