Out Here (feat. Juvenile And Speedknot Mobstaz)歌词
  • 歌手:Twista
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com

    Puff Daddy
    Is This the End? (Part Two)
    This is a story about two riders
    One's from Chicago
    And the other is from New York


    Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
    But I'm coming back with a vengence
    Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
    Thought it was the end
    Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence
    Where they been since?
    Let me not go deep in the story
    But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
    Got me going off in the zone
    Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
    Hear the drama how it happen
    Back for one minute
    You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
    When I plays the beholder
    Hit the land like a crusier
    But in the Range with the Rov'
    Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
    Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
    I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
    Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
    But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
    P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
    Blast when you crash through the exit
    We still alive but the opposition gotta die
    When they go then it's on to the next shit
    When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
    Thus crackin' our winshield
    That stud shoulda been killed
    Kept shootin' 'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill
    Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen
    Ain't nobody here to hold it
    Feelin the escape was kinda golden
    Now we dozin'
    More niggas have rolled in
    They started comin' at us with high-tech shit
    It's only so much one mac can do
    But you know what we got to do
    Don't get in the wind
    Is it the end or chapter 2
    They coming after you
    Living my life on the run

    With these niggas coming after me
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me


    Yeah, yeah
    Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces
    As the trouble increases
    Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases
    I'm on the run like Jesus
    The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness
    Killers on our asses, plus I'm in 'suit, winney badges
    Red and blue light flashing
    Now, let's see who's the fastest
    Slide through the street like a real C
    Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift
    Damn it, ain't no brakes
    I feel like a enemy of the state
    We on the run like Will Smith
    Pumpin' some real shit
    I had to crash through a window
    Since the car won't slow down
    Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown
    Didn't know what we was in for
    Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition for the gun play
    Now I hear some bullets ricochet, motherfucker's got to get away
    T., let's go this a-way through the ally
    Where these niggas can't score me
    And max me a building attack me
    Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me
    There 20 minutes exactly
    Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out
    Get set for the hardcore, could you tell where the sky phone
    Me and T. on the plane on our way to Chicago
    When we landed in O'Hare
    A cop yelled out ""Freeze, we sent here to capture you""
    Nigga, you know what we got to do
    Living my life on the run
    Tell me, is this the end or chapter 2

    They comin' after you


    With these niggas coming after me
    Repeat 1
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me
    People better get goin' for the big clone
    Leave our shit blown
    Coming at us with a C gun, gotta get calm
    Then I pick up on the jet phone
    So I could see if my bitch home (hello)
    Hope the cop that drop them and took a strap then split
    Simply, but we acted quick
    Damn, there was a glock
    Then we dipped up in the parkin' lot
    We saw one Jag' at the Jack-O-V
    When we got up on the highway, too smooth
    Run away to the hood and we workin' with some new rules
    Can't be one who loose
    Go to the hideout, make a call for some new tools
    And I'm feelin' these fools, we got beef who can die
    That want a piece of the pie
    But now we got his keys to the shop
    And niggas gotta live slow 'till at lesat if they try


    Now we can flip my bitch named Angela
    She my weed and my wipe and handler
    Branding her with a tattoo with my name on it
    Make her feel like I'm the man for her
    But she lookin' suspicious
    And somebody at the front door
    Now she looking scared
    Soon as I let out the air saying my bitch
    Angie up and shot T. in the leg
    Living my life on the run
    With these niggas coming after me
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me
    Should go through the back door
    Feelin' torture and pain
    I heard shots in the front
    Oh we about to die
    There are two things from the start
    You wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
    I can't make it that easy to ride for me
    Straight Kamakozi and ride
    And when I saw the enemy, I let it ride
    Tell me, is this the end or chapter 3?
    They comin' after me

    Repeat 1 until fade

  • Puff Daddy
    Is This the End? (Part Two)
    This is a story about two riders
    One's from Chicago
    And the other is from New York

    [Twista]
    Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
    But I'm coming back with a vengence
    Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
    Thought it was the end
    Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence
    Where they been since?
    Let me not go deep in the story
    But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
    Got me going off in the zone
    Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
    Hear the drama how it happen
    Back for one minute
    You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
    When I plays the beholder
    Hit the land like a crusier
    But in the Range with the Rov'
    Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
    Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
    I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
    Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
    But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
    P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
    Blast when you crash through the exit
    We still alive but the opposition gotta die
    When they go then it's on to the next shit
    When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
    Thus crackin' our winshield
    That stud shoulda been killed
    Kept shootin' 'till I seen his bloody body do a windmill
    Started catchin' convulsions that we frozen
    Ain't nobody here to hold it
    Feelin the escape was kinda golden
    Now we dozin'
    More niggas have rolled in
    They started comin' at us with high-tech shit
    It's only so much one mac can do
    But you know what we got to do
    Don't get in the wind
    Is it the end or chapter 2
    They coming after you
    Living my life on the run
    [Cheri]
    With these niggas coming after me
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me

    [Puffy]
    Yeah, yeah
    Saw my whole empire crumble into pieces
    As the trouble increases
    Escape is the thesis when the car speed releases
    I'm on the run like Jesus
    The first chapter was sadness but this one is madness
    Killers on our asses, plus I'm in 'suit, winney badges
    Red and blue light flashing
    Now, let's see who's the fastest
    Slide through the street like a real C
    Hit the curb swervin', but I'm still swift
    Damn it, ain't no brakes
    I feel like a enemy of the state
    We on the run like Will Smith
    Pumpin' some real shit
    I had to crash through a window
    Since the car won't slow down
    Level shook but now we on foot with the showdown
    Didn't know what we was in for
    Somehow, someway we gotta get the ammunition for the gun play
    Now I hear some bullets ricochet, motherfucker's got to get away
    T., let's go this a-way through the ally
    Where these niggas can't score me
    And max me a building attack me
    Headin' straight for Kennedy, they can't catch me
    There 20 minutes exactly
    Get tickets at the first airline, first flight out
    Get set for the hardcore, could you tell where the sky phone
    Me and T. on the plane on our way to Chicago
    When we landed in O'Hare
    A cop yelled out ""Freeze, we sent here to capture you""
    Nigga, you know what we got to do
    Living my life on the run
    Tell me, is this the end or chapter 2

    They comin' after you

    [Twista]
    With these niggas coming after me
    Repeat 1
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me
    People better get goin' for the big clone
    Leave our shit blown
    Coming at us with a C gun, gotta get calm
    Then I pick up on the jet phone
    So I could see if my bitch home (hello)
    Hope the cop that drop them and took a strap then split
    Simply, but we acted quick
    Damn, there was a glock
    Then we dipped up in the parkin' lot
    We saw one Jag' at the Jack-O-V
    When we got up on the highway, too smooth
    Run away to the hood and we workin' with some new rules
    Can't be one who loose
    Go to the hideout, make a call for some new tools
    And I'm feelin' these fools, we got beef who can die
    That want a piece of the pie
    But now we got his keys to the shop
    And niggas gotta live slow 'till at lesat if they try
    [Puffy]

    Now we can flip my bitch named Angela
    She my weed and my wipe and handler
    Branding her with a tattoo with my name on it
    Make her feel like I'm the man for her
    But she lookin' suspicious
    And somebody at the front door
    Now she looking scared
    Soon as I let out the air saying my bitch
    Angie up and shot T. in the leg
    Living my life on the run
    With these niggas coming after me
    Is this the way that it has to be
    I can't tell these dreams from reality
    Now I'm not afraid to die
    So it really don't matter to me
    It just might be my destiny
    I hope you niggas is ready for me
    Should go through the back door
    Feelin' torture and pain
    I heard shots in the front
    Oh we about to die
    There are two things from the start
    You wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
    I can't make it that easy to ride for me
    Straight Kamakozi and ride
    And when I saw the enemy, I let it ride
    Tell me, is this the end or chapter 3?
    They comin' after me

    Repeat 1 until fade