album cover
Too Close
1,562
Hip-Hop/Rap
Too Close was released on November 25, 2003 by VinDig as a part of the album The Original Baby Pa
album cover
Release DateNovember 25, 2003
LabelVinDig
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Performer
Deda
Deda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Phillips
Peter Phillips
Songwriter
Sylvester James
Sylvester James
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Phillips
Peter Phillips
Producer

Lyrics

Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
One's for the treble, two's for the bass
Up in your face you're just taking up space
On the case like Lojack, drugs like prozac
Flava and you know that, kid this shit is so fat
The down low devious, previous mischevious
Lookin' like a villain, here to make a killin'
Appealin' to the hip-hop crowd, rowdy loud
Rah-rah-rah finger rash, pay me cash
A late night excursion
Lookin' and listenin' to scenes I be fittin' in the ride that I'm gettin' in
Finishin' the job on total acid, pass it
My eyes are red, thoroughbread I pack 'nuff lead
This is how I'm warnin', harder than stone
So when I aim for the dome then bow! The spot is blown
Do you understand it the mic throw I demand it
Riffin', it doesn't make a difference
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Is it real, huh? Is it really?
Is that buddha and the philly?
I let smoke influence me to laugh at jokes
When I'm writin' down the hot on paper
The flow I create heats the trigger of my flame-a
Then I commence to set it off with a sentence
Wack MC's keep your distance
Instantly just like a bomb when the mic is in my palm
I do harm, but cool and calm with the firearms
Dangerous flavorous lyrical miracle
Street life material kept up in the stereo
So here we go for **** that know what's up
Oh yeah, the hardcore shit, makin' chumps forfeit
Walkin' on ya, steppin' on ya just like a doormat
Check the format, definitely all that
The extreme dopeness gettin' focused
How I'm gonna spark it, how I'm gonna smoke this
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Original genuine medicine strictly for my heads
Addicting like codeine
Shootin' dope like a dope fiend but actually chillin'
Verbally illin' on the mic, wild hype
Just the type flowin' that be havin' bitches hoein'
The diamond in my earlobe is glowin', the rhyme swollen
So who will be the next Contex body
I rock a party, strapped with a loaded shotty
La-di-da-di, organized like Gotti
For real a hot meal before a closing of a deal
Twist a cap to the 40 and max, the bare facts
I don't fake jax I just rip through tracks
For me to chunk you with a skit, just ask
And once I pull out, no doubt I'm gonna blast
Hoes and enemies and brothers at front rows
You know how it goes, friends or foes, don't sweat mine
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Hardcore
Don't get too close because you might get shot
Written by: Peter Phillips, Sylvester James
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...