u aint gotta chance - Big L/Nas.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : L. Coleman/N. Jones/r. mandell/J. Gumer/A. Hug/M. Herard/Z. Niess
[00:00.306]Yeah-yeah, Big L, Corleone (Uh-huh)
[00:04.888]Flamboyant, baby (I hear you), for life
[00:08.795]I be that key niggy, you see jiggy, push the V-twiggy
[00:11.560]Large like Free Willy, me broke, don't be silly
[00:14.169]You's a low life, no hoes, no ice
[00:16.163]Don't be mad at me 'cause I chose your wife
[00:18.454]With this rap shit I'm so nice
[00:19.870]Don't cooperate with police
[00:21.419]On my spare time, I like to roll dice
[00:23.133]Not for petty change, play for G's and better
[00:25.729]You won't be rich as me if your whole crew put your cheese together
[00:28.653]Cash, I got plenty, microphones, rock many
[00:30.624]Everything I touch is in the top twenty
[00:32.671]Dumb hits, I'm the one chicks be hawkin' a lot
[00:35.158]Stay drivin', so I don't be walkin' a lot
[00:37.440]And the chains and diamonds rings that I be flossin' is hot
[00:39.798]Plus expensive, meanin' it be costin' a lot
[00:42.392]I'm the one, cuzzo, never slid with a bum ho
[00:45.230]If a chick lips is jumbo, I want some gumbo
[00:47.464]In a nigga mouth is where my gun go
[00:49.480]139 is where I'm from, bro
[00:50.903]You know that, I'm just remindin' you
[00:52.356]Front and they'll be findin' you with shells from my 9 in you
[00:54.865]You trash, that's why nobody signin' you
[00:56.589]Ice blindin' you, click is timin' you (Yeah)
[00:58.354]Waitin' to catch you flossin' somewhere so we can put you in a coffin this year
[01:01.436]Big L, Flamboyant Records, baby
[01:04.614]You know how we do
[01:06.922]You ain't got a chance (It's Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[01:09.173]You ain't got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[01:11.178]You ain't got a chance (Yeah)
[01:13.720]You ain't got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[01:16.027]I'm the first in rap to form a venture cap'
[01:18.352]While y'all research that, I let my seat go back
[01:20.634]The first Carlito of rap, well, after G Rap
[01:23.180]My voice a needle in wax, gets the Devil attacked
[01:25.403]I hold your skull with my fingers in your eye sockets
[01:28.016]I won't even snitch to God, I'ma die solid
[01:30.328]I kept the doors open in them surplus Army stores in '94
[01:33.227]And up for certain, army hat like it's war
[01:35.231]A firearm, fire Timbs, but this year's the year of the disrespectful comparisons
[01:39.858]They jack anything on the internet, stupid kinda
[01:42.553]Believe in that, you believe in chupacabra
[01:44.761]Making funny music, it's doo-doo, caca
[01:47.277]Brain freeze, stuck face, need agua, palabra
[01:49.847]Give your little cute mama the side eye, a fly guy
[01:52.553]Then give that coochie a drive-by
[01:53.988]You don't keep her secure like Assata
[01:55.696]My gun to your head, tell the truth
[01:57.176]Nas the monster that live under your bed
[01:59.027]139th, Lenox Ave, my friend, Big L was the last of them
[02:02.299]I'm glad I'm from the same graduating class as him
[02:04.302]So pay full attention, remove your hats, you in the presence of a man who used to back spin
[02:08.507]Head spin, breakdance, pop-lock to Herbie Hancock and "Rock Box"
[02:11.721]And now we on yachts and pushin' drop-tops (Yeah)
[02:13.766]You ain't got a chance (It's Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[02:16.323]You ain't got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[02:18.796]You ain't got a chance (Yeah)
[02:21.043]You ain't got a chance at all (Flamboyant, Mass Appeal)
[02:23.337]Big L, Nas, baby
[02:25.432]We go way-way back, how many know about that?
[02:28.766]For today and tomorrow, it's forever
[02:32.408]Shout to Big L
[02:33.854]And you know it's about time we dropped the album, you know
[02:36.352]'Cause it's-it's-it's long overdue
[02:39.276]I think, you know, the people would appreciate it
[02:41.221]Flamboyant, Mass Appeal for life