Real Hip Hop Lyrics | Tricky - Hell Is Round the Corner (1st Verse) @RealHipHopLyrics | Uploaded September 2024 | Updated October 2024, 1 hour ago.
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy
Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter
If you believe or deceive, common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer till I take further evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge
So judge me for labor
Live version of the song
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
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Artist/Group: Tricky
Album: Maxinquaye
Released: 1995
Label: 4th & B'way
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LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy
Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter
If you believe or deceive, common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer till I take further evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge
So judge me for labor
Live version of the song
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
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Artist/Group: Tricky
Album: Maxinquaye
Released: 1995
Label: 4th & B'way
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![Lil Kim - Quiet Storm (Remix) [2nd Verse from QUIET STORM (REMIX) by Mobb Deep]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/r5DwnP54qL8/hqdefault.jpg "Lil Kim - Quiet Storm (Remix) [2nd Verse from QUIET STORM (REMIX) by Mobb Deep]
TARGET: Foxy Brown
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Hot damn ho, here we go again
Light as a rock, bitch, hard as a cock, bitch
This shit knock for blocks through hardtops
In the parking lots
Where my nigga Roc like to spark-a-lot
My Brooklyn style speak for itself
Like a wrestler, another notch under my belt
The embezzler, chrome treasurer
The U-N-O competitor
Im ten steps ahead of ya
Im a leader, yall on some followin shit
Comin in this game on some modeling shit
Bitches suck cock just to get to the top
I put a hundred percent in every line I drop
Its the Q to the B, with the M-O, B-B
Queensbridge Brooklyn and we D-double-E-P, what
Yall wish I lived the life I live
Ayo Prodigy, tell em what this is Dunn, uhh, uhh
Yo, its the real shit
Shit to make you feel shit
Thump em in the club shit
Have you wilding out (hip-hop, hip-hop...) when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD cause its never enough
Artist/Group: Lil Kim
Album: Murda Muzik by Mobb Deep
Released: 1999
Label: Columbia/Loud
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![Royce da 59 - Malcolm X (D12 Diss) [1st Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/sBgrXOX-v-g/hqdefault.jpg "Royce da 59 - Malcolm X (D12 Diss) [1st Verse]
TARGET: D12 & 50 Cent
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Yeah, what rap crew I gotta snatch up out the game (bitch)
Who must I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody gon die, its probably YOU
You couldnt fit Bizarres body in my shoes
Niggas quick to talk, all hood til I pop up
Plus, you just act tough cause Suge got locked up
I am above yall, when you droppin your raps to diss me
I only recognize the top of your hats
And I dont like Proof punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggas with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, Imma fuck you up
Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up
You better hope you and the white boy keep in touch
And be a good little hype man, or your lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I dont see your teeth as much
Thats good, cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck!
DAMN HOMIE, its history, over, hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, yall prolly gon go up to them awards
And get yo ass whooped by B2K
I just wish Eminem would stop tellin everybody he aint speakin to me
Like Im one of his hoes or somethin
Artist/Group: Royce da 59
Album: Build & Destroy - The Lost Sessions, Pt. 1
Released: 2003
Label: Trouble Records/Groove Attack
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![Dr. Dre - Fuck wit Dre Day (And Everybodys Celebratin) [1st Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/tnAfCBEKzZo/hqdefault.jpg "Dr. Dre - Fuck wit Dre Day (And Everybodys Celebratin) [1st Verse]
TARGET: Eazy-E, Tim Dog & Luke
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Mister Busta, where the fuck you at?
Cant scrap a lick, so I know you got your gat
Your dick on hard from fuckin your road dogs
The hoods you threw up with, niggas you grew up with
Dont even respect your ass
Thats why its time for the doctor to check your ass, nigga
Used to be my homie, used to be my ace
Now I wanna slap the taste out your mouth
Make you bow down to the Row
Fuckin me, now Im fuckin you, lil ho
Oh, dont think I forgot, let you slide
Let me ride, just another homicide
Yeah, its me so Ima talk on
Stompin on the easiest streets that you can walk on
So strap on your Compton hat, your locs
And watch your back cause you might get smoked, loc
And pass the bud and stay low-key
B.G., cause you lost all your homies love
Now call it what you want to
You fucked with me, now its a must that I fuck with you
Artist/Group: Dr. Dre
Album: The Chronic
Released: 1992
Label: Death Row/Interscope/Priority
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