Final Thrill – Saafir: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

Final Thrill

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór Final Thrill został wydany 26 października 1999 przez Phoenix Music jako część albumu The Hit List

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumThe Hit List

Data wydania26 października 1999

WytwórniaPhoenix Music

JęzykEnglish

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM88

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

REGINALD GIBSON PKA SAAFIR

REGINALD GIBSON PKA SAAFIR

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Saafir

Songwriter

TYRONE ALSTON PKA BIG NOUS

TYRONE ALSTON PKA BIG NOUS

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

TYRONE ALSTON PKA BIG NOUS

TYRONE ALSTON PKA BIG NOUS

Producer

Tekst Utworu

I'm ready to get my groove motherfuckin' on, you hear me ****?

Man fuck you, homes

**** quit slowin' this motherfuckin' ride down

**** what's wrong with you fool?

**** somethin' wrong with your motherfuckin' feet

**** drive this motherfucker man

Just get the fuck to where we got to go ****

I don't give a fuck, homes

Damn, what the fuck goin' on up in this bitch?

Let me play my shit ****

It's my motherfuckin' tape up in this bitch, shit

I used to roll with these cats for quite some time

Click when we hooked up sick from just one rhyme

That was before your girl and how you felt she had to hide her ass

And hide cash from your coke smokin'

Folks with thin skin like fiberglass

I knew from the jump you was a coward

All day, every hour you was a motherfuckin' punk

But I overlooked it 'til I saw you bow down to another brother

Who was over crooked, I was burnt and still ready to get down

While you on some sober shit shit

**** could see your fear fast

Lookin' like you don't wanna fight and you got hit with some tear gas

My compassion was in small rations

Askin' your folks for the gas so I can blast his ass

You was in my ghetto swamp

I knew the po-nogs was no comp to get with me

In the west bound, gettin' lost but never found

But I picked up your scent like a bloodhound

You wasn't down for the thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin' still

If all you got's outfit takin' a vagina pill

Explode yourself instead of tryin' to find the final thrill

It didn't take long after the talk to start the stalk

I would've walked if I would've known your ass was a mark

In the dark on the side of the fence

A .37 to heaven sent lesson

Don't fuck with a busta who's so full of shit his chest start sweatin'

Actin' **** who won't audition for the part of a felon

Motherfuckers who don't understand they fear as well as adrenaline

That's what had me pumped in the middle of the funk

To minds I'm patched in

See it was colder than Aspen the way I hit him with the MAC-10

Ready to slay

With third as a stocking mask and my mama's beret

"What you say?" was the last phrase displayed

Before **** got laid down and not one was a slave

Then my partner pulled his mask off and put out the switch

Blade, what the fuck?

He looked me in my eyes and said he gotta get cut

I felt that shit in my gut

Fuck I don't wanna be stuck underground but I'm here now

The final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin' still

If all you got's outfit takin' a vagina pill

Explode yourself instead of tryin' to find the final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin' still

If all you got's outfit takin' a vagina pill

Explode yourself instead of tryin' to find the final thrill

Now you, you wanna threat me over a trick ass trick

You'd be tryin' to kill me if you knew how them thick ass lips lick

You wanna empty a clip in me 'cause your bitch jumped ship

All in front of you on my lap, now how about that?

This your wife you ain't sayin' shit but you wanna attack

But you ain't gon' let me see that

With your broad dude in a nightgown makin' sure I see cat

But I never bite in light of the fact you're emotionally inclined

And she got you wrapped up like nerves around her spine

I keep this in mind

Lookin' for the day you decide to resign

'Cause the final thrill for me is to

Change your mind and watch you decline

Yeah the one that called my pager, you know what I'm sayin'?

The final thrill, punk

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin' still

If all you got's outfit takin' a vagina pill

Explode yourself instead of tryin' to find the final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin' still

If all you got's outfit takin' a vagina pill

Explode yourself instead of tryin' to find the final thrill

Question is what time the bomb is gonna go off

So what do you boys wanna get out before it does?

You understand

Written by: REGINALD GIBSON PKA SAAFIR, TYRONE ALSTON PKA BIG NOUS

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