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the prodigy - nickel and a nail lyrics

[intro:]
this… is one of those ones… you heard?
alchemist! (yeah n-gga?) what the f-ck is the deal, n-gga?
it’s that gutta, gutta, gutta, gutta sh-t n-gga! (yeah, twin i see you, my n-gga!)
with my little dirty n-ggas!

[verse 1:]
that n-gga p is thug enough to rep’ qb from long island
hempstead n-ggas thug their way to the top
man as a young gun i was like they can’t stop me
now i’m all grown obviously they ain’t stop me (nope!)
tried my hands at drug that sh-t wasn’t for me (uh-uh!)
appear to this royalty that sh-t is like chicken fee
some chose +ballin’+, music was my callin’
as long as it sounds gutta you hear me all along (yeeah!)
where most make in a year – i get off one song
and that sh-t is not fair to you – but f-ck y’all man!
i’m still comin’ up on that rough side, that tough side
nuttin’ was handed to me, i had to go for mine (yeah!)
my sh-t is hard earn, you stumbled on your shine
we built this from the dirt – you copy off of mine (mine!)
once again! – it’s the homie that thug rhymes
and k!ll beats! – n-ggas is burnt, they runnin’ outta lines

[interlude:]
ha-ha-ha!
nah n-gga don’t ask me from sh-t!
n-gga don’t come up to me with that!

[chorus:]
the fully loaded .2-5! (.2-5!) (uh-huh!)
with one extra bullet on the side!

[interlude:]
you don’t want what i got in my pocket, n-gga
do you really want this? do you really want this? (yeah!)
i got somethin’ for you! (yeah, uh-huh!) come here, check it out! (uh-huh!)

[chorus:]
the fully loaded .2-5! (.2-5!)
with one extra bullet on the side! (yeah!)

[verse 2:]
that n-gga p bug enough to bring my gun, where’s that wildin’
it’s too much cops there, chill p you wildin’. (waov!)
f-ck that i’ve been too much to start calmin’
down now seen too much to start fallin’. (d-mn!)
off of my gun game, n-ggas is r-t-rded!
won’t catch p! – bucket – naked – without my pistoler (nope!)
like adam in the garden
it’s beast out in the field and apples ain’t sh-t when you’re starvin’
time for me to run ’em up, pardon!
i’m overly aggressive with life – you too soft, man!
i’m doin’ what i does best, you try to block me
you’ll get knocked down try to stand where i rock please. (pssssshhh!)
don’t force to pop these shots in your frame
leave your blood blocked in the brain. (in the brain!)
and that’s not suppose to bleed
how you gon’ pull through with them hoes and your bee. (nah, he’s not gon’ make it!)

[chorus”]
the fully loaded .2-5! (uh-huh, you see me n-gga?)
with one extra bullet on the side! (you see me n-gga, what n-gga?, what?)

the fully loaded .2-5, (want that?)
with one extra bullet on the side (you could have it!)
all i got in my pocket… (in my pocket…)
is a nickel and a nail. (what else?)

the fully loaded .2-5! (.2-5!)
with one extra bullet on the side (uh-huh!)
all i got in my pocket… (what’s that?)
is a nickel and a nail! (and what’s that?)

the fully loaded .2-5! (.2-5!)
with one extra bullet on the side! (uh-huh! uh-huh! nickel plated .2-5!)

[sample”]
“the mac is motherf-cking back! “

- the prodigy lyrics

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