Testo Travel Fox - DJ Premier feat. Roc Marciano
Testo della canzone Travel Fox (DJ Premier feat. Roc Marciano), tratta dall'album The Coldest Profession
"I'm dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Pimp shit
Yeah, shit
"I'm dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Whoa, whoa, whoa
This that, this that Tank Davis uppercut
Gangsta Mac, we back
Keep it a stack, I'm on y'all niggas' house
"I'm dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Come on
Check it, rock
I've been high since Jamaicans just rockin' travel Fox (bloodclat)
I'm dancin' with the devil when I shadowbox
Quick pop out on my opps like Jack in the box (hello)
Call them by surprise like a caveat
Custom bally's, two baddies up in the Marriott
Double R in the chariot, a jar of caviar
Daddy knock the ball out the yard like I'm Barry Bonds
Bishop Don Magic Juan when they come to brawls
The fur hanged to the floor, thought it was London Fog
These two small necklaces cost a hundred ball
He thought the link was Chanel, but money was wrong
The gun belong on the groin
Clairvoyance, clear stones and a big boy, these 50 pointers
Uh, yeah, I'm giving pointers
The point is I ain't inventing noise, but I coined it
Made a couple coins on my Donald Gronk shit
Homeboy talking oil slick
Eventually sleep with the koi fish, oysters and shrimp
I did all this with the ballpoint pen
"I'm dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Pimp shit
Keep talkin'
"I'm dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Feeling husky, sturdy
You niggas couldn't fuck with me on my worst day
Uh, nigga, this a 20-thousand-dollar mic, nigga
Yo
Hit man for hire, fan the fire
Where's the iron?
The hammers inside my lady's hairy vagina
Five bricks of China and the spare tire
The 45 big is a hairdryer, this the wig flyer
The ribbon tire, the chicken fryer
Hit your tire, never miss fire like Chris on The Wire
Elon Musk ain't lie to us
The Cybertruck's really bulletproof, we took him on a trial run
Shout it out with the bumps and the album was done
I'm talking B.I.G., Life After Death, that shit a hour-plus
Trousers covered in gunpowder dust, the slugs pile up
You couldn't figure out the numbers with algebra
What up your Eddie Bauer truck and the Altima
Knock the VSOP, Henny right out your cup
My diamonds cut the rug up like they in the Sousa club (dance)
I'd like to send a special shout-out to the plug, one love
"Dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
Pimp shit
Shout-out to Enrique
"Dying thirsty from the struggle 'til my own hustle bubble"
See it popping
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Writer(s): Christopher E Martin, Rahkeim Calief Meyer
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