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Next Shit

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Next Shit was released on January 10, 1995 by Nervous Records as a part of the album Dah Shinin'

Song Details

AlbumDah Shinin'

Release DateJanuary 10, 1995

LabelNervous Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Smif-N-Wessun

Performer

Darrell Yates

Vocals

Tekomin Williams

Tekomin Williams

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Smif-N-Wessun

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Christian Delatour

Christian Delatour

Assistant Engineer

Da Beatminerz

Producer

David Carpenter

David Carpenter

Assistant Engineer

Joe Quincy

Engineer

Kieran Walsh

Engineer

Leo"Swift" Morris

Leo"Swift" Morris

Engineer

Lewis Tineo

Assistant Engineer

Max Vargas

Assistant Engineer

Mr. Walt

Producer

Naughty Cotto

Engineer

Wayne Anderson

Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Duck Down in the house like this

We doing it like this

On the Bob Marley blunted tip, you know what I'm saying?

Ha

Original crook style

Like this, that old next shit

[Verse 1]

Blocka, that's my alarm clock, a shot

Emptied out the clip of a hooded kid's Glock

Out on a mission for the green with his team

Twisting up buds, puffing on blunts I need

Always red-eyed with an evil scheme in mind

Pulling off stings with his partners in crime

Not a care in the world, he's seen plenty stiff bodies

Running up in spots with the calico and shotties

Lounging on his strip with his Timbs and his meth

His right-hand span on his side to the left

Never leave the joint without packing the burner

Got the street smarts, either kill or be murdered

It's no relaxing, just taxing

Stoned is the way of the walk when you're Black, and

Supporting habits is getting too hectic

Gotta kick it with my son about some old next shit

Ayo

Yeah?

Yo, what up, kid?

What's the flavor, dun?

Ayo, I'm out here with Mi— with Mighty, kid

Ayo, you comin' through?

Yeah, I'ma be there in about five, yo, give me five

Yo, on the real, kid, I gotta kick it to you about some next shit, kid

What's the, what's the deal, dun?

Yo, I'll see you when you get out here, kid

I'm sayin', aight, aight, I'ma see you

Aight, easy (Easy)

[Verse 2]

Pressures be building in my mind sometimes

In ways that have me counting the many reasons why crime pays

I think about the hustling games

Should I maintain or flip and just shift to the fast lane?

We got a mob, but it takes dough to make bread

Shit, we're working with cement trying to make bricks

Time to make a call and get on the ball

Can't front, G, 'cause we won't be ones to take a fall

Heads recognize me, so they might supply me

But if they try me, that wouldn't surprise me

But I and I keep eyes open for those who lie

Scoping me, hoping we won't survive

Whatever, we can do this for worse or for better

Me and my partner in crime is going through this together

So, knowing we can't avoid all snakes

We gwaan do whatever we gotta do to set this shit straight

[Verse 3]

And that's word to my brethren madman

Give the left hand in response, say hello to my Timberland

Rack MCs up and I'll crack MCs up

Pass the owl so I can twist these trees up

Boot Camp Clik sick to tie your loose lips

Snooze while me and my crew do some next shit

Yeah, what's the flavor, fly?

Yo, what up, kid? Yo, what's the deal, son?

Chillin', just chillin', what's up?

Ayo, you ready to get up with these heads, man?

No doubt (Everything straight with that, yo?)

Come on, dun, don't play me like that, partner

[Verse 4]

Big up original crooks from the side of the Earth

Where you take all your stakes for what it's worth

We represent the hearts of the criminalistic

Flip, bitch, prepare to draw your biscuit

Fucked up before? Shit, let's get with the now

Is you down or is you just gon' lamp in the background?

If so, let me know

'Cause I gotta keep a steady flow, step to my biz like so

When I show individuals skills on the battlefield

Any man fi test, see, we out to kill

'Cause each and every soldier holds the name of the Camp

Duke, trip on this trail, get trampled

Another villain this clan just banned, dead

We take the band and wrap around the head

Of an original dead boy down with the devil (Dead bwoy)

Snooze as me and my crews move to the next level

Yeah

One, two, three, one, two, three

[Chorus]

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, yeah

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, my ****

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, my ****

Stoned is the way of the walk in New York

Shit is real, so they pack steel

Stoned is the way of the walk, my ****

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, my ****

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk, my ****

Stoned is the way of the walk

In New York, shit is real

So stoned is the way of the walk

Written by: Smif-N-Wessun

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