Fard - Final Cut lyrics

[Part 1: Havoc] My dick is your b**h's drug of choice My rap status, sound of my voice My wordplay the reason you dig me Like archeology, the big bone [?] She caught up in my splendor, my spotlight Little Bambi, a deer in my headlights Stuck off the realness, f** off my real dick Before you get grounded, punishment, children Not ready for the grownup repercussions My reaction to your actions [?] Look at his face now, the fear Is that a little girl I hear? What happened to the tyrant, the tough sh**? Now you wanna stop the violence, punk sh** fallin' out his a**, he did it on himself Tried to sh** on me, but now he sh**ted on himself [Samples/Cuts (gleichzeitig Hook):] "Stuck off the realness - you heard of us" "Mobb Deep und Nazizi" "Attitude is all f**ed up" "I was born a real n***a, you was made corny" "Stuck off the realness - you heard of us" "Mobb Deep und Nazizi" "Attitude is all f**ed up" "I don't give a f** about your people" [Part 2: Fard] Ich hab' die Medizin für dich und deinen Partydrogentrip Alle Weiber sind verliebt, denn die Armanihose sitzt Du hältst lieber deine Fresse, wenn die Star-Ikone spricht Sieh: Aus Löwen werden Mäuse, wenn die Gaspistole klickt Ein Meter neunzig, gut gebaut und große Hände Plus 'nen Schwanz, der so dick ist, wie Caspers Oberschenkel Chancen gegen uns habt ihr sowieso keine Chicks fall'n reihenweise um, so wie Dominosteine Mobb Deep und Nazizi, Cohibas und Martini Nie wieder Dosenravioli oder -tortellini Verdien' wie Pablo Escobar, fick' señoritas

Unbezahlbar schön, wie Leonardos Mona Lisa Du machst auf Straßengee, der gerne Straße spielt Doch weil man von Monopoly keine Narben sieht Muss ich lachen, jedes Mal, wenn du von Geldhandel sprichst Denn vor kaltem Stahl schützt dich der Pelzmantel nicht [Samples/Cuts (gleichzeitig Hook):] "Stuck off the realness - you heard of us" "Mobb Deep und Nazizi" "Attitude is all f**ed up" "I was born a real n***a, you was made corny" "Stuck off the realness - you heard of us" "Mobb Deep und Nazizi" "Attitude is all f**ed up" "I don't give a f** about your people" [Part 3: Prodigy] I'm on some other sh**, n***as wanna hate on me I was born a real n***a, you was made corny Speak my name in the same breath, might as well [?] As lungs start spitting you be missing in the mid in action Who the f** did it? AJ vio, clap to your people I don't give a f** about your people Cause when it's on, it's on, ain't no turning it off You the type of n***a, that position the courts I'm dry like a b**h, when a life get lost And wonder why your motherf**ing sh** get torched Mobb for life, M-O-B-B, can't [?] wanting to beat me Twenty years strong and we still going And you motherf**ers still folding b**h a** n***a, yeah, M-O-B-B Nam saying? Mobb Deep sh**, F. Nazizi Now we do this sh**, man Infamous life, infamous for life We not playing games with you n***as f** y'all b**hes, I f** all ya b**hes and sh** on ya n***as