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feat. Elephant Man, Savoy

[Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)]
Man, I gotta get this damn money, man
Nah, man I can t take this, this time, straight up man
(Yup! Elephant Man, that s Killah Priest
I dedicate this one for the thugs on the streets
America, you know for the poor, we moan and me weep
That s me, come on!) Cat gotta do what I gotta do
Whatever way I could, youknowhatImean? Yo

[Killah Priest]
Look, my cash nope, baby cryin
Had enough, I grabbed my iron
Call up the crew, is what you do
Be at my spot, around two
Oh yeah, bring some guns, bring some ass
I got a way, we can make some cash
My woman beefin , my momma sick
If I don t get it, look, I mma flip
The doorbell ring, exchange some slang
We laughed a little, y all got them things
Okay thanks, now look here s the plan
Hold up, Priest, yo, whose your man?
Oh him? That s, my man Sharod
Don t worry about him, that s the God
He specializes in, gun firin
Pickin locks and, ditchin cops
And robberies, goes on, robbin sprees
He s the, he s the man, here s the plan
Remember the bank, we met at before
Well, he headed back to make a withdrawel

[Chorus 2X: Savoy (Killah Priest)]
It s about to be a robbery (damn right, I mma get it)
It s about to be a robbery (damn right, I mma get it)
We about to catch a body (damn right, I mma get it)
We about to catch a body (damn right, I mma get it)

[Elephant Man]
Take the cash, take the dough like my nigga Robin Hood
Then me take the money, buy a big house in the Hollywood
It s tally good, rob that nigga, be and say all good
Give back to the project, cuz we should
Eighteen, forty like, he met thee, only we make the money
We pilot off, pilot off, been at the bank, we not the money
We not bummy, roll em tree, I m not funny
We climb it, y all no homey, give thanks
Show me a car ruff, where we walk, the money that we make
Man off the chauffeur, not until we gettin it
Know people, bilingual, we not to run we life, we wreck
The only thing can top off, knowin our thing is our debt
And my friend, Killah Priest, don t own a private jet
Because of friend, those and thousand
Droop it, that told me write rhyme, me write check
You not like, Killah Priest and the Elephant Man, come on!

[Chorus 2X]

[Killah Priest]
Told the teller, feel the bags
Had the mack, pointin at the glass
Hurry up, you re movin slow
Time is money and I got to go
Grab the bags, head for the door
Backin out, clutchin the dog
We heard sirens, dashed to the ride
Any cop we see, open fire
Cop car, swung around the block
My man Rock, opened up shots
My homey Lace, real nutty case
Said let s get it on, fuck a chase
Women screamin , grabbin they kids
My homey Lace, flashin the shit
Laughin and shit, homey is sick
Look at Sharod, said let s go
Four desperadoes, holdin the dough
Make a left, yo, make a right
Head straight, though, watch those lights
We re in the hideout, laughin it up
Watchin the news, about the bank we stuck (it s a robbery!)

[Chorus 2X]

[Elephant Man]
You know! You like an engineer warrior, laser beam carrier
We tear on any bank or done broke any barrier
Nuclear taxin like Whitney or Mariah
We either come together, one that never ponder
Any face the project loss and only cuz he get that
Better you felt on the navy, you felt on the army, the undertaker
Marine, agile list the, that this one, we be later
Killah Priest, boy, I heft it on, yup!
You rule it on them, them they know who we are
Plus we get the paper, we ready for Jaguar
Fly rim or swim, we drive me a car
Either you done a movie, or you a movie star
You can come again, or you can travel me again
Hire like them and then I did it again

My room is dark, and very small;
there s a place to wash at the end of the hall.
I hear strange languages through the wall,
I hear them shouting in the street below.
I listen now to anything, anything at all;
just to keep the ghosts away, not to let them come.

Lusala, she...

Oh.

Love of mine,
Won t you lay by my side,
And rest your weary eyes,
Before we re out of time,
Give me one last kiss,
For soon, such distance,
Will stretch between our lips,
Now the day s losing light.

Oh.

Bring me your love, tonight.
Bring me your love, tonight.

Lost at sea,
My heart beat is growing weak,
Hoping you...

Te Conocí in día de enero,
Con la luna en mi naríz
Y como ví que eras sincero
En tus ojos me perdí

Que torpe distracción
Y que dulce sencación

Y ahora que andamos por el mundo
Como Eneas y Benitin

Pero mi loco amor
Es tu...

[Intro]
Silk
2 G
2,000 watts
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

1 - There s a meeting in my bedroom
So girl please don t be late

There s a meeting in my bedroom
So please don t make me wait...

When the party is cold, we bring the heat
Lethal with the mic pyro technics
Amaze the crowd, yo, and pump up the track
Pick it up, pic it up, pic it up, back

Chorus:
Match in the gas tank, boom, boom
We...