Friday, March 10, 2006

one more time

I posted this one in may last year and no one got it so i'm bringing it back once again

Its kinda like that movie falling down with Michael Douglas
I feel the struggle is ill I smuggle this ......

13 comments:

Unknown said...

you got me

Waddie G. said...

I still don't get it

Anonymous said...

man, I'm trying to find the name of that song, I remember it clearly, sick beat, dark lyrics.

...ill, I smuggle this, automatic handgun back [up north](?) mad easy and ya wonder why the streets is sleazy. well this is the day of reckonin start beckonin for tomorrow cause I feel no types of sorrow...

Anonymous said...

man, I'm trying to find the name of that song, I remember it clearly, sick beat, dark lyrics.

...ill, I smuggle this, automatic handgun back [up north](?) mad easy and ya wonder why the streets is sleazy. well this is the day of reckonin start beckonin for tomorrow cause I feel no types of sorrow...

Jdid said...

anonymous you got it

Anonymous said...

dammmm i just heard this the other day why can't i remember

Unknown said...
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Unknown said...

[intro:]
Word up man, knowwhati'm sayin?
straight up n' down
word up ,yo- yo man, yo, Fuck that man, word,
I'm sick of this shit, man.. word. ya...
check this shit out


Destruction is only 4 minutes away as the spit spray
from my lips you gonna feel the way from the break o' day
since 1 in the mornin, the night before,
I had the strength to fight the war
a sight for sore eyes n' I be risin', like the sun.
I bought a gun, you better run
I got it yesterday in North Carolina,
for 8 n' a quarter,
now I'm feelin outta order.
I had it up to here an I swear I'm about to pull a Colin Ferguson,
I'm goin' to shoot the nervous one
and the brave one the misbehavin
now today,
a mild-mannered citizen that no longer wants to play
It's kinda like that movie Falling Down with Michael Douglas,
I feel the strugle it's ill, I smuggle this
automatic handgun back to New York mad easy
and you wonder why the streets is sleezy
so this is the day of reckoning, start beckoning for tomorrow,
cuz I feel no type of sorrow


chorus
[ASE:] Fuck all the bitches and the hoes
[Paula:] Ya Hardcore
[ASE:] Fuck all the hookers and the stunts
[Paula:] Ya Hardcore
[ASE:] I've got an uzi in my clothes
[Paula:] Ya Hardcore
[ASE:] I drink 40's and smoke blunts
[Paula:] Ya Hardcore
[Lord Digga:] H.A.R.D.ASE:word,C.O.R.E.
[Lord Digga:] H.A.R.D. C.O..ASE:straight-up R.E.


Murder murder murder, and kill, kill, kill,
I'ma bust shots at will so don't stand still
Everybody talkin about guns smoke n' def
so fuck it i'm a bus it till no lives is left
My most favourite tapes in the world is 2pac and Biggie
Boss is the girl.
Can't forget the Geto Boys they make noise
Bone Thugs and Harmony-- I wanna be.
My Mobb Deep tape I done ran in the ground,
Spice 1 gettin more run than Jim Brown
Snoop Dog and the Dogg Pound make me walk
I'm dressed in all black and out after dark
I used to get good grades and now I see the light,
Ain't shit more fun than a gun fight, (right?)
I'm goin out like I just got fired from the post-office
who's the hardest and the softest
ain't gonna matter cuz the brave turned weak
as soon as this gun start to leak now hear me speak.


Chorus


I'm on my- way to Al-B-Square mall without Biz
and I'ma let the world know what time it is
feel so good to be real now that's word
I'm about to do bad shit ya ain't heard
or seen, cept maybe on a movie screen
it's time to spray more heads than afro-sheen
its all about the green, gunshots and cars,
fat blunts and bitches that work in strip bars.
Polo and Hilfiger don't make your ass fly
same thing that make a nigga laugh will make him cry
the way my brain think now is murder for life
I run with kids that do biz and act trife.
I got some catchin' up to do
so let me get 200 dime bags and 3 lighters too
dressed in all camo, my left pocket's the ammo,
but whoever should wanna get clever now run the lever,
nomore Mr. Nice Guy, fuck faith n' hope
them dumb bitches cuz now I'm at the end of my rope
I just watched Scarface for the 6th time,
laughin bout that bullshit way I used to rhyme
'bout "Keep your Eyes on the Prize" Fuck that!
Keep your eyes on your money, your hand on your gat.
I've been deprogrammed and that's how I feel.
I Just walked in the mall, now it's time to prove I'm real
gun shots

Anonymous said...

masta ace I KNEW IT

ya ya ya hardcore

-koval-

Anonymous said...

can someone please post the name of the song or album ?

I still can't find it anywhere

thank you

Unknown said...

Michael,the name of the song is
Ya hardcore by master ace inc

Unknown said...

Thanks, i was searching for this song.

Unknown said...

Thanks, I was searching for the song, and all I could remember was "dressed in all black and out after dark."