care too much About what you think of me But I'm young enough to remember the future And the way things ought to be Cut, cut, cut Cut to the chase You
RIGHT IT'S ALL A WASTE OF TIME I GUESS THAT'S JUST A CHANCE I'M PREPARED TO TAKE A DANGER I'M PREPARED TO FACE CUT TO THE CHASE It is the rocket
Tulkojums: Pieplūdums. Sagriezts medīšanas.
BE RIGHT IT'S ALL A WASTE OF TIME I GUESS THAT'S JUST A CHANCE I'M PREPARED TO TAKE A DANGER I'M PREPARED TO FACE CUT TO THE CHASE It is the rocket
on no conquest for no mate I wasn't lookin' when I stumbled onto you, musta been fate But so much is at stake, what the fuck does it take? Let's cut to the chase
rain from the tech and wop The Lex pouring and the precincts don't have enough cups for us To slow us up, they hit us with dust Then they rush, bust,
We were walking down the street holding them She said Too $hort spit that rhyme And next thing you know that freak was mine Girls going wild seeing female funk Riding in the cut
Brooklyn, New York City Yeah, turn this shit up It's Quality music, you know how we use it Feel the rush Feel the rush Feel the rush Feel the rush ...
for war It's the Broadstreet Bully and the Killah with no Face My mac bullets burn like tequila with no chase My knife work like the guillotine sword Cut
it it's a no no Talking what you don't know and you won't know Heat holds me down, my ... hold me down Cause I put the rush ... nigger we bust em up
big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti Im out cold all my teeth gold Plus i dont brush them Quarterback sneakin plus dont care(?) you rush em Bust
locked Cause when we rush up in that bitch fool somebody gon' drop Call the police motherfucka, we don't give a fuck You betta have a cellular phone cause all them phone lines is cut
? I ran out the front door and just looked all around 100 headless corprses' laying all over the ground [Chorus 2x] [Otis] Got it in my hands and a feelin' rush
niggaz ain't learned a fuckin' lesson yet? Count your blessing yet, publicity got you mixed up And Keith's fucked your whole million dollar aura Clean cut
wear problems like Timbs See it all in they face, ask Mase, he got wars to win Scores to settle, crews to crush You rush right in to see him do it with
