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lirik lagu pmd - i'll wait

[pmd]
ah… yeah.. check it, 9-4 (yeah)
turn it up one notch
yeah, this goes out to the brothas in brooklyn (crooklyn)
all the brothas to the east coast, west coast (word)
sittin in them cars, you know what i’m sayin’ (word ’em up)
ready to blow them amps, yeah hit them b-ss b-ttons
to all the get low posses, you know what i’m sayin’
zone 7 in the house (word ’em up) word bond
got my man lavell to the left, my man roland harris ridin’ shotgun
and of course dj scratch on the 1 and 2 (yeah)
yo, lavell, you ready to flip dough in 9-4? sic ’em, champ

[lavell b-ss]
i’m snakebitten, spittin’ venom infected with the outrageous
contagious spreadin’, n0body’s protected
microphones floatin’ freely through zones, crushin’ clones
so don’t disturb me and the mic doc, searchin’ real domes
push the b-tton, helter skelter, guard your mental
sh-t’s past the point, on the brink not blinkin’ is essential
n-ggas blast the joint, n-ggas blastin’ n-ggas while i’m blastin
spastically out of electric sockets rarely seen like hailey’s comet
what was that? bring it back. what was that? sh-t was tight, fat
all that new vocabulary get the bozack
squad, the def squad, your brain is numb
lavell b-ss, roland harris and parrish smith stomp that cranium

[roland harris]
while brothas swingin’ they paws often, knowin’ who it is, it’s teleportic
me, i’m roland harris, he’s movin past the lavell staff
his only images of a god is, yo, when you see the
pmd rolled a m-ssive squad yo if you peter
see me no jack joke to jack rope-a-dope, no no no no
we got bl–dy palms suddy, f-ckin’ already knew that though
crazy is the peels the reals going to ace you over gills
the most f-cked up sh-t’s about to hit the streets, which is worse, g, me
oh, they givin’ out guns, yo. gun control bills
but they called big ro ill, causin’ our brothas to sit back and chill
until align the squad g, free the squad in me
fire exquisite looking feature, meager. and if anyone tries to
put out these flames our chairs we throw ’em, pistol smoke, then blast
at last, you know who to hand the cash, the brotha with the black hoodie
brotha ar fatigued, should he, n-gga play post rhyme
time me, 70 worst as we burst out in 84 contact go p-ssy
and we out, g

[pmd]
i’m sittin’ in the crib, wonderin’ where a sunset’s at (ha, ha, ha…)
i’m crosstown in the zone with my hand on the gat
yeah, i got this. that’s why they call me swiss smith, no bullsh-t
strictly biz, not havin’ it
it’s too many rap hits for n-ggas to be checkin’ me, i’m wreckin’, see
zone 7 on the track with pmd
up after hours, gunnin’ n-ggas down at the watchtower
deep like malcolm, deadly like gun powder
sat back strapped, while brothas try to attack
time to react, cause the hit squad ain’t havin’ that

{-vocal sample-}
hit squad in the house, parrish smith representin’
(weak ideas irritate my ears)
check check it out, check check it out
(weak ideas irritate my ears)
(is this the best that you can make?)
(weak ideas irritate my ears)

[roland harris]
my n-ggas making triple figures and we out to bring terror in all our pictures
i’m always lifted when i enter the 7-digit, i’m blistered
i grab beats and break bottles and widely stick it
i pull out brains and sockets and examine it, frizziness and wickedness
roland harris’ and his device is like a rifle, it’s crazy vital

(yoooooooowwwwwww!)

[pmd]
back from the darkness, ’bout to spark this microphone
n-ggas tryin’ to reach me but no one’s home
i’m not that same n-gga that bust that jam, that gold digger
i’m in the zone, looking at the real picture
strike three, k’in’ n-ggas like a pro pitcher
so take a look at daddy, cause i’m representin’
from brentwood, long island, brooklyn to san quentin
n-ggas trippin’, bitin’ my business formats and techniques like rabies
juggle these, what, nuts, hard to fade, see
nuff respect to russell simmons, peace from pmd
i’m out like -rs-nio, that n-gga’s swayze

[lavell b-ss]
i flip for those who lost their mind, must’ve crossed the line
and saw the other side and tried to slap some rastas comin’ to find a ride
normals dressed in jackets frontin’ like it’s warm. it’s not
it’s hot. you’ll sizzle internally rot, you stinkin’ blood clot
these rugged styles i flip a while
and if i step into a different schizophrenic ego see those bodies file
body bags fill up, i k!ll crews and i abuse you
connivers and labbers i stick you with the phillips screw
driver, why the violence trap, so i snap
hurl and unfurl with violence, fall out like hair on steroids
when i’m p-noid, like ps it’s void
i’m-a disperse a verse that’s planted to b-tch
cause that’s the sh-t that makes my squad hit

{-vocal sample-}
(weak ideas irritate my ears)
(weak ideas irritate my ears)
(is this the best that you can make?)
(weak ideas irritate my ears)

[pmd]
hit squad
zone 7
n-ggas stay jeal’
hit squad
peace rockafella..

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