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Echo Lyrics - Artist : Swizz Beatz
[Swizz Beatz:]
I mean Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a cheers? Woo, cheers! I mean the echo of life is the echo of love And the echo of love is the echo from above And some people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn I mean, can you feel this, can you feel the vibe Can you feel the zone? The zone that we on, the zone that we own I mean the zone that we own is the zone of our own God damn, you can smell the cologne Fly nigga shit, fly, fresh, yeah Came back, god damn, double breast yeah To suit that ass I'm tryin' to make a building for the kids that is I'm it's echo (Echo, echo) Do the love, yeah Came back like the Michael Jackson glove Yeah, we just shinin', we just shinin' Rewind the track, just to remind it, yeah From Newark to BX to Queens Came back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah, yeah Toast to the kings, yeah Toast to the queens up in here, yeah The album name damn it's the POISON So many people may get poisoned Man, the life can be poison You can talk crazy, bring your boys in [Nas:] Throwin' piss out the window at police Chasin' niggas with warrants There was never no peace Judy's ass was enormous I was fresh indeed, think about it sexually Knew a bunch of Radio Raheems, rest in peace Four finger rings, big as brass knuckles Haters walk by, try to stab you if they hug you Lady on the fourth floor hollering every evening 'Til she planned up, wasn't having it that evening He was beating us, she ain't have it that evening One shot to the neck and the juggler, now he bleeding She beat the case, but damn the kid suffer I'm dating a daughter, but I'm having visions of a mother Project nights, no project lights Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at night She work hard to bring it to the table Channel U before we had cabel Campbells soup before I had sushi Fila shoes before I had the Gucci Forty deuce for the karate movie Outta sync mouth moving movie Sent to the store for a loosie Came a long way, now the same ones salute me Haters say it must be nice, I say it must be hate I don't like that line, that shit straight fake Yeah, I'm talkin' the 80s not the 90s stuff Time was real in Jamaica Queens Ronny Bumps Queensbridge kings and all that Rowdy white boys with baseball bats Italians and greeks on Ditmas Steinway Street, all the slick cars I know some fake niggas livin' a lie I got some real niggas ready to die, uh I know some fake niggas livin' a lie I got some real niggas ready to die We was Times Square pioneers, forty deuce, forty below boots Forty ounce brew the true Bishop from Juice Runnin' wild loose, me and my forty troops were stupid Style of a snorkel coach, polo goose is roofless Goons and Rolls, bail-jumpers Everybody from everywhere they was Tryin' to jump us for pumpin' True story my youngers, I'm a daily thuggish Frederick Douglas Military persona, yeah, I'm livin' with honor To my niggas who serving forty while I'm in my forties I'm a walking observatory, a murder story since a shorty On this journey 'til I'm A Weekend at Bernies dead Burning herb, Porsche frames hang on my head Forty years ago, memorys they never left Special memorys my nigga, that we'll never forget For some reason we isolate that feeling I wouldn't change a damn thing for a billion I know some fake niggas livin' a lie I got some real niggas ready to die, uh I know some fake niggas livin' a lie I got some real niggas ready to die Research me, you see I was never playin' I'm who babys are talking to and you don't know what they sayin' I'm who they communicate with The cold of a nigga who don't tell or say shit A dollar stay in the hood 18 hours In white hoods it stays for days, why I never stay up in ours I'm talking that black power, talking that white power I'm talking that latin power, we gotta go for hours United, yeah, I'm talking united States of America now on war with the ISIS Isis a Goddess outside of Egypt, look how they got us Damn, damn god, look how they got us Isis ain't even the original name of the black Godess They all twisted it up, now it's a name of some group Tell me motherfuckers I'ma put this drink down and get the fuck outta here 'Cause I'm livin' my dream Shout out to all my niggas out there livin' your dream Word up, golden |
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