eddie kaine & big ghost ltd - all wrong / bucktown salute lyrics
[verse 1:rim]
sellin’ cracks through the hallway doors
had the girls flippin’ down many doors we only do it for cause
[verse 2:eddie kaine]
find bodies on the hallway floors
names tattered on the hallway walls this is all we saw
[verse 2:rim]
stage acting get you clapped, no applause
everybody wanna coach when you score big
[verse 3:eddie kaine]
we want it all, kid, buck a loss bet you
we gon’ win, n+gga, we all in
[verse 4:rim]
the hustle never come in without sin
and what i see, grims, no poor gin streets gettin’ ugly for rankings
[verse 5:eddie kaine]
play mr. loverman, take you out, you won’t get another chance dab you, clap you through the jacket with the other hand
[verse 6:rim]
get four forward cause we from the home of the sudden sin brooklyn, we more grittier than a ton of sin
[verse 7:eddie kaine]
home of the sneakerbox account with a couple bands
trap money, we stop the mailman for the rubber bands
[verse 8:rim]
what’s with your status, fam’?
that hesitation gon’ get you warped on
it’s no f+cks given like soft p+rn
[hook:]
y ‘all got this sh+t all wrong it’s the same sad song, y ‘all sing along we out here tryin’ to eat ’till it’s all gone
y ‘all got this sh+t all wrong
the business standin’ still, i’m movin’ on and i ain’t gon’ stop ’till the crew is gone
[verse 9:eddie kaine]
you never compete with this force, dog
you just a fee, i pay the cost, dog
[verse 10:rim]
these racks is all poor, no scratch
i’m prepared for all fours like a cat landing on my feet when i all fours
[verse 11: eddie kaine]
try to burn the whole spot down like .44’s
might do the chicken spot or the meal might be four cores
we different, bk borough, we’re y’all floss [??]
[verse 12:rim]
no in between, then we our own boss it’s rotten apple fire from the core
no dermatologist on the dot
it’s pullin’ blackheads like cleanin’ out your pores
[verse 13: eddie kaine]
n+ggas actin’ like they ’bout it, then go preachin’ to the law
nowadays, i’m bout my scratch, wolverine with the claws
[verse 14:rim]
go rogue, b+tch up, and end up in the dead pool
power moves yearly, need a week in the 50 tombs
[verse 15: eddie kaine]
52 hand blocks can’t cover you dudes
it’s a wrap, we forever gon’ smother you fools
y ‘all got this sh+t all wrong
big ghost what up ?
[verse 15:rim]
stretcher courtier throwin’ three on every eighth made rounds, scr+pin’ plates like thanksgiving day
[verse 16: eddie kaine]
know the pigs ran away, a +day, duck and jake who want test brooklyn boys ?, make you pump your brakes
[verse 17:rim]
we bear arms no tank tops the barrel ’bout as long as a tank top we always get a shake in your benz stop
[verse 18: eddie kaine]
your rank drop, thinkin’ you competition talk like a politician
[verse 19: rim]
a lot of verb play, but the action, listen i had to grind for family and identity don’t play enemy like a handyman with a hammer, b y ‘all n+ggas sayin’ c+ck, no willpower
[verse 20: eddie kaine]
you feel power, get chills, how they k!ll the beat and get dollars this hour, these cowards can seize now
[verse 21: rim]
of course, the ringer with us, felice child we get busy, you better speed down
[verse 22: eddie kaine]
speak now , hold your peace, we hold the peace in the streets tryna eat, in the belly of the beast
[verse 23: rim]
y’all gon’ murder what ?
how you pull anything out that skinny cut leanin’ like a baby, you walkin’ around with a sippy cup
walk
[verse 24: eddie kaine]
villa stuy the illest guys, you hater n+ggas it’s assed out, like lizzo at the staples center
[verse 25: rim]
walk like the pig, the struts without the leather taper you haters get the vapors it’s with the rats, so sh+t in and out store thunder with the gat, if i point, see paul
[verse 26: eddie kaine]
blow this sh+t like a c4, you’ cb4 , should i’ve say before ?
gusto tight, f+ck you even on the scene for ?, you’re taking up sp+ce
[verse 27: rim]
they got him beefing without knowing the stakes i had to swallow my pride, but used the hand he takes
[verse 28: eddie kaine]
now we all about to eat, say it p versus grace
[verse 29: rim] the utensils are smith and wesson, homie don’t be the prey duck down !
[verse 29: eddie kaine]
or catch a buckshot to the face
[verse 30: rim]
or five feet, this another world, dmt if she got the mean body, then she get the evil deed better
[verse 31: eddie kaine]
come correct when you see the team, or you meet in the emts walk
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