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Word on the Street

アーティスト:Inspectah Deck  アルバム:Uncontrolled Substance 

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(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Smooth getaway, yeah One time on my ass (getaway) 'Bout to make this hundred yard dash... with the cash (Inspectah Deck) I'm fleein the crime scene on the major decon Power steerin, lost the handle in the Jeep spin Deep in the seat, high persuit by the precinct My co-defendant turned stake and let the beast in They rush my old Earth lab, grabbed 50 g's cash in the stash and let the glock splash Sun dash down the fire escape past the weed gate the weed gate, thought it was a sting, popped the tre' 8 Jakes givin chase, now the dread's my 'space I was creepin down the staircase, we met face to face In the lobby, cold stares, show no fear We out for now, but next time we might go there Cuz po's here, must've turned down the walkie talkie I thought I heard one tell the other that he caught me Damn, they got my man, he knows shit Bitch nigga that I rolled with told shit I layed low, 007 'til I get dark He told where my wiz lives and where the whip's parked Got my address off the license plate That eliminates, headin to my next restin place Uncertain, my wiz peaked from behind the curtain It seen the high beam from the chicky lurkin The high speed chase, got my swervin I needed a diversion, crashed in the side of a suburban In the mirror, I'm starin at the eyes of the lord Couldn't jump out, fucked up the driver side door Called China, meet me in a half with the pathfinder No time to talk, I'll fill you in when I find ya Stopped at a neighborhood diner, brought me some attire And swore to hold me down under fire (echo) (Chorus: Inspectah Deck) The word on the street, they can't trace my rap sheets Still I creap swift, tryin to


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