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Next Level
4,940
Hip-Hop/Rap
Next Level은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1995년 1월 1일일에 Island Records에서 발매되었습니다.Goodfellas
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발매일1995년 1월 1일
라벨Island Records
언어English
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실연 아티스트
Show & A.G.
Show & A.G.
턴테이블
AG
AG
작곡 및 작사
AG
AG
작사가 겸 작곡가
Showbiz
Showbiz
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Show & A.G.
Show & A.G.
프로듀서

가사

[Verse 1]
All I see is blinkin' lights, track boards and fat mics
950s, SP12s, MP60s
Shit is thumpin', ear drums pumpin'
The shit is type hype, 'cause the sample is tight, right?
Bite this one and leave teeth-less, never sweat that
'Cause I'm a cool cat, just like Heathcliff
Peep this, give up the loot
It's '94 and bitch ass ****, yeah, they still get the boot
The Northflakes, 'cause I be flowin' in all states
Show kept diggin' and diggin', now he got more crates
That's right, ****, roll that dime, and I'm
The only livin' matter that controls my mind
Peace to every single rapper on this whole Earth
Sellouts got no worth
I think they better go soul search
[Verse 2]
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
[Verse 3]
Now here I go again, ready to flow again
And if the coast ain't clear, hell yeah, I'm still goin' in
Get it together or you'll be layin' on a stretcher
I betcha I'ma getcha, the number one heart stressor
Sorry black, that's right, it's a cardiac arrest
Try to triple team the best, then where is Party at?
Lost to no one, a warrior like Shogun
And when the show's done, stacks and stacks is how the hoes come
[Verse 4]
I'll bruise your feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
If I'm sick, I'll pick the chick for sexual healings
I'm unique, a freak like Malik
In the twilights with more highlights than Dominique
Around my boys is where the jel stops
Up to the streets, the Jeeps, my peeps in the cell blocks
I'm not the best, but I give you stress
To flatter me, your strategy gotta be more complex than chess
Stop bluffin' 'cause you ain't sayin' nothin', G
And start duckin', I'm the A to the fucking G
Last LP, we got down right
Showed all these corny motherfuckers
What hip hop's supposed to sound like
See, A.G. and the brother, Show
Quiet as kept, it's best that you step on the low
[Verse 5]
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
[Verse 6]
Well, it's me, meaning the A to the dash
I'm fast to get the cash, now I'm gone like the past
What's the remedy?
Suckers better get they own identity
And to the enemy, you better roll like it's ten of me
Fake lords, they get strangled with mic cords
Takin' beats from my LP for sure ain't healthy
Patterson Projects is where I rest
But I claim the whole planet 'cause it's mine, goddamn it
[Verse 7]
I'm God, quick to pull a fake brother card
Wrecked Boston, runnin' shit in Portland like Rod
It's hard to face defeat when you're raised in the street
No surrender and no retreat
Now, dance with the Devil?
No, not hardly
Even though I'm mamba like La Bamba
And smoke ganja like Bob Marley
A bag of 'cess, puts me at my rest
You say it's silly, that's my theory
Get the Philly and let it rest
[Verse 8]
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten)
(Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten...)
Written by: AG, Showbiz
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