Kris Kasanova&World’s Fair - Gold Chains & Pagers(Explicit)
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[00:00.273]Jack not too long after you left
[00:03.212]Junebug started hangin' out with a bad crowd
[00:06.775]I mean he even started selling **s Jack
[00:10.088]And then things really got bad when he
[00:12.025]Well what Sho come on
[00:21.024]He started wearing gold chains Jack
[00:24.148]Oh God no
[00:25.336]It started out with just one or two
[00:27.648]And it seemed like every time he'd get some money
[00:30.148]He'd go and buy more chains
[00:32.274]But he was wearin' hundreds of 'em Jack hundreds
[00:35.649]Not gold
[00:36.338]I'm a motherf**king animal
[00:38.949]Hannibal sinking my teeth I'm off the leash
[00:41.445]You little niggas can't walk where I reach
[00:43.514]F**k that you can't talk when I speak
[00:45.949]What's beef
[00:46.516]You want to battle with that babble in my shadow
[00:49.016]I'mma make you my Bleek
[00:51.140]And I ain't saying I'm Hov but I'm the closest
[00:55.142]Throwing dirt and brushing it off the shoulders
[00:57.947]Homeskool better watch how you approach us
[01:00.077]Circle 'round the body; when it's dead we some vultures
[01:02.827]20/20 my nig you know I'm focused
[01:04.577]Twenty honeys I guarantee that they know Kris
[01:05.642]For different reasons
[01:06.767]I'm not a rapper
[01:07.704]I'm God's gift go ahead and ask your pastor
[01:10.329]Type of ni**a your girl namin' your son after
[01:12.829]Run the city even though a ni**a got asthma
[01:14.640]F**k weezin' I'm colder than the fourth season
[01:16.329]Livin' life like the weekend I'm eatin'
[01:18.017]Got my weight up with a chick from Jamaica
[01:20.077]Who got a fat a** and A cups they hate us
[01:23.766]About my paper bring it back to the hustler
[01:26.579]Gold chains and pagers
[01:28.641]You minor I'm major
[01:29.766]Do me a favor don't do me no favors
[01:33.390]Car came to mash up the masses
[01:35.017]Flick blunt ashes slap fat asses
[01:37.205]They said niggas'll crucify me for this one
[01:39.830]Cause God sent his son to get his gun
[01:41.891]And that's what Samuel 3:16 says
[01:43.331]Ask demons 'bout this Queens head say he's dread
[01:45.143]Bumbaclot but my hair ain't lock yet
[01:49.081]I ain't take the coc*ine out my sock yet
[01:52.018]Niggas acting like they know what pain is
[01:54.448]If they don't suck your balls you don't know what brain is
[01:56.892]You never wear [ ] you don't know insane is
[01:58.330]You never wear glass you don't know what a train is
[02:00.699]And I'm just too nasty
[02:01.892]Voice too raspy hair too nappy
[02:03.268]And that's the sound of the men
[02:05.517]Bangin' that thing that thing
[02:07.020]What happened Straight gun clappin'
[02:11.142]Make bullets shower like raindrops cappin'
[02:12.894]On your windowsill
[02:13.520]Ni**a the drama outside my window's real
[02:15.831]And I'm still on that same old sh*t
[02:17.643]New day new gun plus the same old clip
[02:24.893]Put your guns to the sky
[02:27.020]And bust two shots cause the God is alive
[02:29.769]Knock knock who Jeff Don the go-getter
[02:31.018]Top-notch don't sleep you know better
[02:33.769]Stay calm I blaze on it's no pressure
[02:36.020]Napalm or a-bomb your whole sector
[02:38.519]Yes sir
[02:39.144]Never been a nooby in the streets
[02:40.708]Man I'm hungry I'm headin' to the studio to eat
[02:42.951]And they say I'm on my grind it's a tale as old as time
[02:45.331]And this song is old as rhyme it's a beauty I'm a beast
[02:47.645]You're lookin' like food and it's a feast
[02:50.019]Means your crew is gettin' washed and your girl is gettin' bleached
[02:52.396]I'm doin' this for keeps we workin'
[02:54.709]World's Fair new New York the resurgence
[02:57.268]Your girl's here she don't talk cause she twerkin'
[02:59.584]The mission was missionary then I reverse 'em
[03:01.832]Liquor in my system see me swervin'
[03:03.703]The rest high stuck on that [ ] like sea urchins
[03:06.645]The rest gon' be stuck in they seats when we serve 'em
[03:09.147]A cycle always spins I provide the detergent
[03:11.208]Take it how you want it however connotation
[03:13.396]At the mile point that's the end of conversation
[03:16.207]So keep quiet young blood
[03:18.834]You ain't really 'bout to [ ] your wire's unplugged
[03:20.271]I'm here for pure love away from pure hate
[03:23.144]Is welcome to the art show Jeff Don the curate
[03:26.084]Legendary like these [ ] I'm wearin'
[03:27.834]Creatin' a own buzz since other people ain't carin'
[03:30.334]'Bout us young niggas killin' it
[03:31.521]Makin' power moves to awaken those who's sleepin'
[03:32.710]World's Fair creepin' in the game like night creatures
[03:35.272]No horrendous features
[03:36.209]Women love us to death like we some handsome grim reepers
[03:39.835]They love the smooth demeanor
[03:41.833]Like I'm a ** dealer from '88 drivin' the black Benz two-seater
[03:44.583]Kris said"Rem I need you for this feature"
[03:46.896]Got in my zone ** cologne on my t-shirt
[03:50.210]Burned every page like the pen contain ether
[03:51.829]Came in with a verse for the listeners to eat up
[03:53.711]Royalty runnin' through my veins like I'm King Tut
[03:56.522]Colosseum gold in the ears of my main slut
[03:58.524]Now people everywhere I never had to chain tuck
[04:01.273]So I'mma keep talkin' my sh*t until my time's uAnnotatep
文本歌词
Jack not too long after you left
Junebug started hangin' out with a bad crowd
I mean he even started selling **s Jack
And then things really got bad when he
Well what Sho come on
He started wearing gold chains Jack
Oh God no
It started out with just one or two
And it seemed like every time he'd get some money
He'd go and buy more chains
But he was wearin' hundreds of 'em Jack hundreds
Not gold
I'm a motherf**king animal
Hannibal sinking my teeth I'm off the leash
You little niggas can't walk where I reach
F**k that you can't talk when I speak
What's beef
You want to battle with that babble in my shadow
I'mma make you my Bleek
And I ain't saying I'm Hov but I'm the closest
Throwing dirt and brushing it off the shoulders
Homeskool better watch how you approach us
Circle 'round the body; when it's dead we some vultures
20/20 my nig you know I'm focused
Twenty honeys I guarantee that they know Kris
For different reasons
I'm not a rapper
I'm God's gift go ahead and ask your pastor
Type of ni**a your girl namin' your son after
Run the city even though a ni**a got asthma
F**k weezin' I'm colder than the fourth season
Livin' life like the weekend I'm eatin'
Got my weight up with a chick from Jamaica
Who got a fat a** and A cups they hate us
About my paper bring it back to the hustler
Gold chains and pagers
You minor I'm major
Do me a favor don't do me no favors
Car came to mash up the masses
Flick blunt ashes slap fat asses
They said niggas'll crucify me for this one
Cause God sent his son to get his gun
And that's what Samuel 3:16 says
Ask demons 'bout this Queens head say he's dread
Bumbaclot but my hair ain't lock yet
I ain't take the coc*ine out my sock yet
Niggas acting like they know what pain is
If they don't suck your balls you don't know what brain is
You never wear
you don't know insane is
You never wear glass you don't know what a train is
And I'm just too nasty
Voice too raspy hair too nappy
And that's the sound of the men
Bangin' that thing that thing
What happened Straight gun clappin'
Make bullets shower like raindrops cappin'
On your windowsill
Ni**a the drama outside my window's real
And I'm still on that same old sh*t
New day new gun plus the same old clip
Put your guns to the sky
And bust two shots cause the God is alive
Knock knock who Jeff Don the go-getter
Top-notch don't sleep you know better
Stay calm I blaze on it's no pressure
Napalm or a-bomb your whole sector
Yes sir
Never been a nooby in the streets
Man I'm hungry I'm headin' to the studio to eat
And they say I'm on my grind it's a tale as old as time
And this song is old as rhyme it's a beauty I'm a beast
You're lookin' like food and it's a feast
Means your crew is gettin' washed and your girl is gettin' bleached
I'm doin' this for keeps we workin'
World's Fair new New York the resurgence
Your girl's here she don't talk cause she twerkin'
The mission was missionary then I reverse 'em
Liquor in my system see me swervin'
The rest high stuck on that
like sea urchins
The rest gon' be stuck in they seats when we serve 'em
A cycle always spins I provide the detergent
Take it how you want it however connotation
At the mile point that's the end of conversation
So keep quiet young blood
You ain't really 'bout to
your wire's unplugged
I'm here for pure love away from pure hate
Is welcome to the art show Jeff Don the curate
Legendary like these
I'm wearin'
Creatin' a own buzz since other people ain't carin'
'Bout us young niggas killin' it
Makin' power moves to awaken those who's sleepin'
World's Fair creepin' in the game like night creatures
No horrendous features
Women love us to death like we some handsome grim reepers
They love the smooth demeanor
Like I'm a ** dealer from '88 drivin' the black Benz two-seater
Kris said"Rem I need you for this feature"
Got in my zone ** cologne on my t-shirt
Burned every page like the pen contain ether
Came in with a verse for the listeners to eat up
Royalty runnin' through my veins like I'm King Tut
Colosseum gold in the ears of my main slut
Now people everywhere I never had to chain tuck
So I'mma keep talkin' my sh*t until my time's uAnnotatep