Edge Graeme Band - Have You Ever Wondered lyrics
* actual songnot an intro or skit
Intro: nas
Yo check this shit outthis is escobar
Out here chillin’ with my namdj clue
Ya know what I’m sayin’?the boss of the bosses
King of the tapes
No doubtqueens finest yaknawhamean
The boss of the bosses and ya listening to dj clue
Number one
Uhhhuh huh
Uh huhuhhh
Ya’ll cats ain’t ready for the firm
Canivin’ niggasthat’s right
Get the dough da da
Uhhuh huh
Brooklyn shit
Verse one: foxy brown
All ya hoes wanna stop my chips
Stare bitches down when I rock my whips
Knowin’ that you hate me on the lowpop block my dick
Stick me for the ice on my whips
Keeps the chrome fifthsmake you so sick
Ya’ll hoes give me honestlyno choice but to chick
’ficially firmno extra shit
No surprisesno diguisesno fox’slil’ nas’s
Strickly fam famaz’mega
Na nanas esco forever
While y’all hoes is in a rageain’t no tamin’ ya’ll
Ya still a young bitchand I’m shamin’ ya’ll
Mad cause they know no click plain to ya’ll
And y’all hoes is like "fuck me"the same to ya’ll
Ya really ain’t got no time to play games wit’ ya’ll
And if I feel like shittin’ on ya’llI’m namin’ ya’ll
I’m soundin’ kind of harshplease ignore me
Not to stop the rhyme flow - but y’all mix tapes shorty (uh)
Nerve of y’all hoes tryin’ to gel me
And uhya broke bitch what the fuck ya tryin’ to tell me?
Chorus (nas)
Where ya where ya where ya where ya where ya where ya
Where ya...
Where ya at nigga?
Verse two: nas
The boss of the bosses
Rhymes in my mind like it’s pearls and oysters
Jewelsyou dellcause we bail in porsches
Of course it’sthe firm
This court is ajurnedmy thoughts is to burn
Ya’ll lil’ nas’smiddle guys’smouthin’ off
I want to speak to ya leaderswe roll to smoke cheeber
I shoot ’em in my two seater
Yo he’s the worst clownthe jamie foxx with his first album
Verse roundsif ya made it what it takes to stay paid
I’m in the tre tredouble lowcause uh
Guzzlin’ domtwist on my ’dromy drugs yo
Glistenin’ armrollin’ platnuimlike my recrods
My wallet be mad brollickfrom queensbridge projects
To holliesstay real like calm stockings
Hoes lovin’ the dickI smother my wrists
To remind me of the days I was nuttin’ like this
I used to bust a nut on my fistsimagining
It was some lipsuckin’ my dick
Now I’m handcuffin’ my chicksyours too
Layin’ backgettin’ the or-al
In the back with the 4 toozero
Ya’ll better respect black denirohave ya crew grab for mereo
Of ya face with a haloon ya building
On ya block where ya stay yoin ya careerniggas like
"remember him? " "yeah"niggas fucked with esco
The emporerthought I might have passed ya crist
Yo a nigga pass you pissmade a raw move
Now that nigga’s ass is his’we the firm baby boys
Ya’ll some pacifists
Kick the facts about real life and death situations
Mack with real ice ringsbreath tkin’
See me floss with whoresdouble ways and doors
The crew pa pacommishoner style and boo za za
Gatherin’ thoughts up inside the 12 bedroom casa
Lit cigars on the way to see the opera
Up in the balcony with the one lensed bin-acular
Black and white tuxesblack hustlers
Fuck wit’ usfirm businesslet’s discuss this....
Outro: nas
Wha wha whathe firmilie
L-e-s whawha wha wha
Ha haha ha ha ha
Ha hanorieha ha
Qbbrook-lynthe don
We run new york
Ya cock blockin’skinny ugly...fuckin’...
Phoney lookin’ bald headedhalf way...afro ways havin’
Phoney rhymin’...copy cattin’ fake dick lickin’ bitches
What’s the dealy? uhh
