lirik lagu nick wiz – the bottom line
nick wiz ft. u.g. ft. phantasm ~ “the bottom line”
[emcee(s): u.g.]
[producer(s): nick wiz]
[hook/additional vocals: phantasm]
[verse 1: u.g.]
ayyo, i’m nice with my hands like jerry rice
the way i hold mics amazes like when mike’s in flight
with new nikes. for real, what?!? i’ll bring the ruckus
hit like d~ck butkus, the toughest, the track suffers
the consequences, ug quenches like poland springs
gold rings, i be holding things that
go blast, my sh~t flash like kodak, my flow’s fat
used to rock gold caps. now i want gold plaques
attract like gold ac’s, jam like old gats
timbs and lo hats, son, the rap’s shogun
assassin slash men when i’m in action
make noise like a mac~10 when it be blasting
[hook: phantasm] (x2)
the bottom line:
it’s time to shine, ug, for real. you know
the dealie: let’s give these cats something to feel, you feel me?
‘cause i don’t think they know, so bring it on
and let the world know that it’s your time to blow
[verse 2: u.g.]
i stay
fresh and get up on your back like an avirex
and cause stress like an aced test. who wanna flex?
the ambidextrous. ha! i’ll wield mics in either hand, i’ll plan
to come back like kadeem in the 6th man
to regulate—ha!—break bones. rap oran “juice”
jones, make girls m~st~rbate over phone, so get
your head right. jewels shine like ac’ headlights
on the six~hundredth benz, my raps blends with tracks like
daiquiris, tackle these emcees with ease. n~gga, please
you’re soft like the soles on wallabees
with no tags. word up, cats get smacked on wax—what?!?
ug don’t give a f~ck! bring it on!
[hook: phantasm] (x2)
the bottom line:
it’s time to shine, ug, for real. you know
the dealie: let’s give these cats something to feel, you feel me?
‘cause i don’t think they know, so bring it on
and let the world know that it’s your time to blow
[verse 3: u.g. and (phantasm)]
my raps take
flight. son, i got my own website: aol~
~dot~com~dot~ug~dot~com
drop bombs. ha! i got arms that cause misery
see, the liquor be making my speech awkward like the rza’s be
ny city. ha! i represent, never
hesitant, get bent on the reg’~reg’
my clique’s thick like one of big lez legs from rap
city, shifty, move like undercover 50
in plain clothes, i’ll bang foes. no game—f~ck the fame
that changed, went south like varicose veins. scheme?
you see flames. ha! gats sparking, i hold iron, man
like tony starks, and the marksman precaution lethal
attract shorties like the clothes of spiegel catalog
i bring horror like john carpenter’s fog—what?!? (you feel me?)
(‘cause i don’t think they know, so bring it on)
(and let the world know that it’s your time to blow)
[hook: phantasm] (x2)
the bottom line:
it’s time to shine, ug, for real. you know
the dealie: let’s give these cats something to feel, you feel me?
‘cause i don’t think they know, so bring it on
and let the world know that it’s your time to blow
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