Al-Doe - Nowhere Island lyrics

(Intro) Frank Lucas: What is that you got on? Huey Lucas: What? This? Frank Lucas: Yeah, that. Huey Lucas: This is a very, very, very nice suit. Frank Lucas: That's a very, very, very nice suit, huh? Huey Lucas: Yeah. Frank Lucas: That's a clown suit. That's a costume, with a big sign on it that says "Arrest me". You understand? You're too loud, you're making too much noise. Listen to me, the loudest one in the room is the weakest one in the room. I told you that. Alright? What you tryna be like Nicky Ponz? Huey Lucas: What's your pro'lem with Nicky? I like Nicky Frank Lucas: Oh, you like Nicky? You want to be like Nicky? You want to be superfly? You wanna work for him? Share a jail cell with him? (Verse) sponsored links I'm having dinner in Vegas Venetian Palace Gold chalice I smell cram My jacket venom A stack of denim That's craze style(?) Gray 11's I'm pissy drunk Which way to heaven? Peel off like a snake machete I rat on n***as that steal spark f** them coppers, we k** narcs Where's my therapist, asparagus, That's the grill sharp Deported funds My Mobb deep, is for the guns Only thing OG about you is Jordan Rums Huh! Cool table, try tryna to sit with me Cardium pension, I wrote this first calligraphy Spectacular, that's my pen name, sh** They know it's conscious But never I fought with genesis My weed is lit Stumbling when I leave the wif Feet are f**ed up, then I leave the b**h Try my piece of sh** (Hook) Nobody knows, The Genesis keep calling me Nobody knows, Open cases, I just hope I got the lawyer fee Nobody knows, I've been on these pills to take the pain away (Verse) We speak in codes Corner pushing Repeating close Fingers scrolling through contacts Deleting hoes Superstitious All these b**hes be moving sloppy She s**ing me next week She gon' be f**ing rocket Reefer puffing to cure lines Deep discussions Risking freedom for money Like f** the repercussions Asking lil' n***a if he need a pack Two sell, but they watching, I'm bringing Beepers back Lord, forgive me, you know what's under My back seat. I bring the trap up Never needed a track beat After y'all wid it, my car k**in' Stars give it, pictures like war hard gibbet Huh! This for grinding n***as My 90' n***as Skip the town on P.O.'s like come and find me, n***a