Cut Killer - Cut Killer Lunatic (2005)

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RELEASE DATE:	2005 (추정)
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	22
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	팝 랩/힙합
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	291

TRACKS

Disc 1

Lunatic [Intro]

Cut Killer

2:19

All I Need

featuring Mary J. Blige

Method Man

3:36

[Chorus:]

You're all that I need, I'll be there for you
If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real witchu
Loving your whole schemes, it be in there boo
On top of that you got the good power-U

[Verse One:]

Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me
Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nuttin
You made a brother feel like he was something
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin
Even when the skies were gray
You would rub me on my back and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now that's real to a brother like me baby
Never ever give my pussy away and keep it tight aight
And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib with thousands of kids
Word life you don't need a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me I'm a make sure we
Be livin in the fucking lap of luxury
I'm realizing that cha didn't have to fuck with me
But cha did now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Two:]

I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own
No need to shop around you got the good shit at home
Even if I'm locked up North you in the world
Rockin three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, boo
It be true me for you that's how it is
I can be your Noah you can be my Wiz
Then I can be your Sun, you can be my Earth
Resurrect the God through birth
Best believe

[Chorus 2X]

Survival Of The Fittest

Mobb Deep

3:25

Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa B
No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin?
That old real shit..
There's a war goin on outside no man is safe from
from these streets that we done took
You could run but you can't hide forever
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
by the mac one-double, I touch you
and leave you with not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
if I'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin
New York got a nigga depressed
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin vodka and milk
I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me
and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act
or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black
that I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
I'm fallin and I can't turn back
My goal's to stay alive
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
We livin this til the day that we die
Yo, yo
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
We livin this til the day that we die
(We still livin it)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(we livin this til the day that we die)
(survival of the fit only the strong..)
[Havoc]
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
As long as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin countin my stacks
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution
Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up God
But shit happens for a reason
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid witchu
You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's difficult
Wild on the streets I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game
I'm like a Jew, savin dough so I can big whip
Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit
Pushin a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never seperate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all about loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin the smell
In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better realizeWe livin this til the day that we die
(We still livin it)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(the strong survive)
(Thug life, we still livin it)
Look in the eyes and get wise
Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed
Look alive, in ninety-five, word up
Knahmsayin? Mobb Deep and all that

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