《Cannon Fire(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Cannon Fire (Explicit) - Kool G Rap

[00:00:11] Heyyo check it

[00:00:12] This goes out for all of the ones that's walking around here

[00:00:14] Out in the streets blindfolded

[00:00:16] Not knowin' what's really goin' on

[00:00:19] Now I'm saying

[00:00:19] These streets is a habitat baby

[00:00:21] Word up

[00:00:21] Pito

[00:00:23] In the garden of snakes ain't no breaks no mistakes

[00:00:26] Just games that's played at high stakes the next guys wake

[00:00:29] Try ta fly strait not violate if you wanna die late

[00:00:32] The tri state crime at a high rate where peoples dilate

[00:00:35] Gun shots that make the block vibrate it shook niggas migrate

[00:00:38] Some die by fate yo niggas cry hate

[00:00:41] A fly facer get they thighs scraped

[00:00:42] And little pus that's why raped

[00:00:44] A kid inside his gate get murdered by jake

[00:00:46] A young ni**a try ta fly capes and get caught on the FBI tape

[00:00:50] In verse of the State

[00:00:51] Lost the case and gotta fry date

[00:00:53] Ninety ninety eight day of July eighth

[00:00:55] Some cats get ta stack the hot papes

[00:00:57] Live in the skyscrapes

[00:00:58] Go ta airline buy flyin' states

[00:01:00] Where they can hibernate and operate

[00:01:02] Impregnate some chinky eyed mate

[00:01:04] Other niggas will lay the power race wit tre eight's

[00:01:06] Try to apply weight and ready ta die staced off and dehydrate

[00:01:10] Cannon fire light up the town

[00:01:11] I stand my ground and hold the fort down wit the forty pound

[00:01:14] You bust a round I bust a round and lay your shorty down

[00:01:17] On enemy territory grounds ta fall me down

[00:01:20] Son how that sound

[00:01:21] Cannon fire light up the town

[00:01:23] I stand my ground and hold the fort down wit the forty pound

[00:01:26] You bust a round I bust a round and lay your shorty down

[00:01:29] On enemy territory grounds ta fall me down

[00:01:31] Son how that sound

[00:01:32] It's like a time bomb you hit Vietnam ta Saigon

[00:01:35] Keep your mind calm your nine on me hard ta find harm

[00:01:38] Peep the crime dons rolling wit ex cons holdin' they out rons

[00:01:41] And teflons ta be streets flooded wit red ponds

[00:01:44] Like it was red dawn bodies get found around without the heads on

[00:01:47] Judges set bonds that figures they know niggas is dead on

[00:01:50] What's left of death penalty facilities where niggas step on

[00:01:53] Wit those that blew trough go get they body filled wit electrons

[00:01:56] The tec drawns the ones that live foul they're leavin' wet moms

[00:01:59] Wit lead charms put her ta bed wit her head drawn

[00:02:01] Killas wit red palms leavin' bodies cool as the dead fawns

[00:02:04] Caught in the dead wrong found they way ran into the feds arms

[00:02:07] Yo

[00:02:07] Cannon fire light up the town

[00:02:09] I stand my ground and hold the fort down wit the forty pound

[00:02:12] You bust a round I bust a round and lay your shorty down

[00:02:15] On enemy territory grounds ta fall me down

[00:02:18] Son how that sound

[00:02:19] Cannon fire light up the town

[00:02:21] I stand my ground and hold the fort down wit the forty pound

[00:02:23] You bust a round I bust a round and lay your shorty down

[00:02:26] On enemy territory grounds ta fall me down

[00:02:29] Son how that sound

[00:02:30] For steady cash flows niggas'll blast you past the astros

[00:02:33] Blow you like afros the little fast hoes that last all the fast dough

[00:02:36] They splash foes red as tabasco they lay your asshole where the grass grow

[00:02:40] Running wit armies like they castro

[00:02:42] Them donny brasco's get Johnny Doj around they last holes

[00:02:45] Keeping 'em half froze put in shiny boxes rocking they last clothes

[00:02:48] The cash close inside your top pocket of stashed roast

[00:02:50] Body got found down on the back roads where all the trash blows

[00:02:53] And broken glass globes the dip chicks slicker than gastro

[00:02:56] Who bag a slash blow

[00:02:57] And spot some top of the block hot as a gas stove

[00:02:59] That's mastro's cats in the astros

[00:03:01] Who ain't afraid ta let they gats go

[00:03:03] The paper dash bros loving the flash though

[00:03:05] And pass mo'

[00:03:06] Stash rolls count me like math pros

[00:03:08] And crash low soda PoPo's don't step all up in they path yo

[00:03:11] Them cats go that's smack on the back burner but keeping the gas low

[00:03:14] When task rolls they snatch his a** mows moving too a** slow