great track, A side of 12" " Survival Of The Fetus / Purple Rain" by Messiah / Rubbabandz
Messenger Records, 1995
[Lyrics:]
[Rubabandz]
I strike from a distance like Bruce Willis,
And run with convicts, Who do bad things in life,
Some copy cats, Who wanna steal my data,
I blast first, And then I ask questions later,
I like a ton of pure coke,
Once I touch your brain you will die from an overdose,
It's the eternal, Makin niggas feel the hot,
Under they skin, After the needle puncture's in,
To penetrate, Lemon juice concentrate,
Couldn't fuck with my Persian ways,
How I love hip hop, Let me count the ways,
I only criminal minded cause crime pays,
Strays, Go through purple ??? windows,
And infiltrators get hung, In the freezer,
Charge it on my Visa, I'll leave all yall froze,
So you just better play Madonna and strike a pose.
[Chorus 1: Rubbabandz]
I smoked a bag of purple rain before, And then I saw,
The other part of life which was death, Either or,
I couldn't see the sun, My body turned numb,
As I continued to pull grass like green thumb.
[Rubbabandz]
I represent, For all my niggas on the street,
I represent, For niggas grabbin they heat when beef,
I'll have you changin faces like them two singin bitches,
Better grab your guns cause we comin for your funds and riches,
I come from the dirt, Where bubblin cracks and gamblin is hard work,
Gettin high in the hallways, Crime pays,
Even little kids get hit by strays,
Crab niggas get they shell cracked,
You wanna act an old school fool, Well I have to take you back,
Hold some real shit, Full clips talk, Bull shits walks in New York,
Crooked pork tryna hold down the fort,
They playa haters, Gold chain block sprayers,
Best-a prepare for war when the revoluion starts,
what I call part of my life won't even be up on no charts.
[Chorus 1]
[Rubbabandz]
I never did no sucka ass crime, That's word to my mother,
Only felonies is memories to the rubber,
My brain don't function properly,
And I couldn't give a fuck how you feel about my property,
I represent, From every angle from the map,
Two drugged thugs, Walk with they guns cocked,
Ready to hammer nine inch nails, Frontin with a disguise,
We have to put permanent shades over they eyes,
Never walk the talk, Sayin they rap for fun,
Niggas who never stare down the barrel of a gun,
Niggas don't die from bullets, Niggas die from fear,
How you gonna let a hot piece of land take you out of here.
[Chorus 2: Rubbabandz]
I smoked a bag of purple rain before, And don't regret it,
Thugs I run with won't hesitate to set it,
Slippery when wetted, Leaky leak,
Gets puffs strictly out of white sheets, Purple rain.
dope 5/5*
rememberodb 3 months ago
i would set it of like ima die hard for my niggaz like bruce willis xD
nr1rachid 4 months ago
illlllll as fuck. lyrically bomb, chillest beat
smoke a fatty
DrGreenThumbin 2 years ago 2
post the instrumental dude. sample is flyyyyyy
erokthekid 2 years ago
yoo dope post for sure, think you can upload that instrumental?
yoothprospects 2 years ago