Testo Clutch - Erick Sermon
Testo della canzone Clutch (Erick Sermon), tratta dall'album E.S.P. (Erick Sermon's Perception)
I'm the type of nigga you need in the clutch
Anybody disrespecting the brand, they'll get touched
That's why I rule, we coming through, can't you tell, uh?
Bunch of niggas walking down the block like it's Selma
But we strapped with an auto-mac
Just in case they act up, we fighting back, sorry Martin
I ain't the one starting, I'm home chilling
I gotta cook and do homework for my children
Then I'm back at it, rhyming, beat making
This dope like a habit, these cats gotta have it
The MP breakdown, I'm beating on the tablet
I ain't letting no one breathe, go ask Fabolous
Enough's enough, the stuff y'all releasing
Had to call Method Man up to start beasting
Everybody scared to speak up, what you afraid of?
You don't wanna get beat up? Fuck it, you suck
I said it, ease up, I'm not Tyson but I'll
Hit you and freeze up, Schwarzenegger
I got a cop lady friend who gave me a taser
So I won't go to jail for life for killing a hater
So while I'm in the streets, I'm getting paper
Locking down the blocks, don't fuck around and get shot, homie
Duke, you soft, comforter
These chicks ain't loyal, my homeboy, he humping her, fuck y'all
I'm the type of nigga you need in the clutch
Anybody disrespecting the brand, they'll get touched
That's why I rule, we coming through, can't you tell, uh?
Bunch of niggas walking down the block like it's Selma
But we strapped with an auto-mac
Just in case they act up, we fighting back, sorry Martin
I ain't the one starting, I'm home chilling
I gotta cook and do homework for my children
Check they persona, non grata
Para's in the game, want nada
I guzzle Goldschläger, you still a 40 thief, Ali Baba
Corner store robber, I feel sorry for your mama
I'm a menace, a monster, Meth lab chemist with the contra
No limit, they only see murder, they ain't in it
Imposters pop one minute then they mobsters, we get it
Pretending went pop or is popular pretending
I ain't playing to fun, end it
Still not a player like Big Pun, no pun intended
We in these tenements, big guns, second amendment
Gives you the right to bear one, I recommend it
You timid, here's a middle finger, you finished
This other middle finger's for anybody offended
Them gimmicks, see I spot 'em just like a blemish
I criticize the image 'cause everybody's a critic
I'm the type of nigga you need in the clutch
Anybody disrespecting the brand, they'll get touched
That's why I rule, we coming through, can't you tell, uh?
Bunch of niggas walking down the block like it's Selma
But we strapped with an auto-mac
Just in case they act up, we fighting back, sorry Martin
I ain't the one starting, I'm home chilling
I gotta cook and do homework
Welcome everyone to my thoughts
I carry the hammer like judge in court
The streets done gone wild, right through the cannabis plant
And when I chant, every verse you can actually see the sound cloud
Wow, Redman, you done grown up
Grown man, do grown man shit, what you expect?
Rap and drug dealing, the same thing
Your strength depends on your connects
I was taught well, never wrote a verse sitting in a cell
But I'm cold with it, a little sicker when it sell
Chicks love a nigga, they tripping on a cell
And I tell 'em my album out, hit me with a sale
My bruh said when I rap, talk to 'em
I said cool, I might as well harpoon 'em
I got a gun from Xbox and all women and stepkids
They gotta duck when the step pops
That's why I'm international
Trying to turn up and get beat down, this is hip hop
You wanna walk in my shoes, I'm like, pardon you
I got Jordans on and them are flip flops
I'm the type of nigga you need in the clutch
Anybody disrespecting the brand, they'll get touched
That's why I rule, we coming through, can't you tell, uh?
Bunch of niggas walking down the block like it's Selma
But we strapped with an auto-mac
Just in case they act up, we fighting back, sorry Martin
I ain't the one starting, I'm home chilling
I gotta cook and do homework for my children
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Writer(s): Clifford R. Smith, Erick S Sermon
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