lyrically, my favorite track..far as the final product -anything less than studio quality doesn't do this joint its justice..bout as thoro as it gets
-The one and only-
Nice is...
=
Curtisey
I'm Nice...
Lyrics
[verse1]
05 anthem bringer
moth pistol, soft tissue, cancer slinger
both hands a ringer
gutta speech talker, walk with a mean hawk
snub and a beam park ya body in clean chalk
so grimey on a beat it needs to be cleaned off
you'll catch v.d. listening to these thoughts
big business molder
hold a roller thatll knock off the chip on your shoulder
not saying that my caliber bigger or nothin
but it will scoop your brain like a shit is a pumpkin
listen, when I clap those hammers
they will straight, light up your face like a jack o lantern
yall suckas is garbage, how hard is this kid?
my army's mixed with, nothin but bosses
that toss salt and fuck hoes, since shots all we lick bitch
none greater as a pimp
you the type to fuck up money and work and the blame it on ya chick
me?, I'm the missing peice to the puzzle
keep my damn car like a scan-tron sheet, see that it's bubbled
hog heavy in fact, if war's ready to snap,
the boss heavily strapped, S.R.'s ready to clap
hard evidence backs, that when I spark there's no playoffs
dog its already a wrap
[hook]
from east coast to west
we know the best
seen on the set
is me, hold your breath
I'm known to breath heat
like weed on your chest
so keep on your vest
sleep on the threats
I came on the scene
beams on the tecs
so if you gung-ho proceed on and step
and I'll show you how Brick City
gets busy
but who is he?
The Beast, don't forget
[verse2]
they say that talk is cheap, but you ain't saying nothin
unless you walk the beat, and get to scrapin cousin
you can't mark The Beast
I keep 6 figures in my head and they not in threes
I embodied carpe dieum
you knew he was up to no good in every car they'd see him, in
The Mover is back to moving the packs
plus it's looking like the game is overdue an attack
so I'm up on the fast track
couple of backpacks
protection and work, tucked in a napsac
grime and the gutter, 9 or the snubber
not to mention the deuce-deuce inside of the glover
supplying the butter, that's so soft
you could cut it with a credit card
Curt'll show you where the felons are
just walk with a nigga
so what's really hood?, I'm talkin it nigga
[hook]
from east coast to west
we know the best
seen on the set
is me, hold your breath
I'm known to breath heat
like weed on your chest
so keep on your vest
sleep on the threats
I came on the scene
beams on the tecs
so if you gung-ho proceed on and step
and I'll show you how Brick City
gets busy
but who is he?
The Beast, don't forget
