40 Island

N.O.R.E. & Musalini (Rapper) & Kool G Rap - Rap, USA
40 Island
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Duration: 4:35
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[Intro] Yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, island Rik', uh-uh-uh-uh-uh island Rikers Island— Island— Island Rikers Island— Island— Island Rikers Island— Island— Island Rikers Island— Isl— [Chorus] Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island (Yo) [Verse 1: Noreaga] Listen to me, young thug, this is some advice You do a stick, you be payin' the price Catch you at the dice game, blow you out the frame, crack cheater 'Cause my niggas is grimy, all we really love is reefer Iraq, the name alone got you shook back On the island, you got ya manhood took But turn around when you walk through, guns'll hawk you Already took your shit, no matter who you talk to The sixth borough, no chick, no dinero No heat, East Elmhurst, Hauser Street You feel the fury when you on that bus Handcuffed, wishing that you ain't locked up Now you get tested, jake tell you when you get arrested "When you get there don't get molested" Yo, call the C.O., that won't be necessary They watch ya, beat ya down and take ya commissary My adversary Donald-ly dick, dynasty rich My whole clique got paid, lawyers and rips Gettin' locked up, fell down, no time for this Aw, aw, when the gat got caught in the car Astaghfirullah, not trying to be a Cold Craft Star Yo, you might be illin', you might be wildin' But uh, you won't be smilin' on Rikers Island Rikers Island, Iraq [Chorus] Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island [Verse 2: Musolini] Juveniles get shook at C-74 Mob too, ice grill when you walk through Come through a fly cat, get tested for that See where your heart at, that fly shit, niggas want that Jerk on ya phone time, sweet niggas get robbed blind Robbed for ya watch, robbed for ya shine You better think regimen, 'cause niggas do a lot of deadin' Let 'em see ya sweatin' and get PC-ed out protection Don't buy shit 'cause cliques set rent up And have you cut up if you don't pay up Crips and Bloods all along with the Caves too Business as usual, a bunch of criminals Typical shit is critical, on the VI, a nigga rippin' you A daily ritual, jail talk is pitiful Not for every individual I'm with And I won't go back, niggas mad 'cause I keep a stack [Chorus] Rikers Island, Rikers Island (And don't talk crap, nigga, word up) Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island [Verse 3: Kool G Rap] C-74, adolescents at war Put ya ear to the floor, you hear a nigga gettin' tore Homemade blades galore, jigsaw your fuckin' jaw To your drawers, CO, one eye closed, watching you pour How do you pause a hundred outlaws from taking yours? Contemplated on taking you down from at the door Niggas with claws leave you with scars and open sores Soon as you're bored get a sword stuck in your velour Sharpen up one, son and become Quickdraw McGraw Put up your paws, boss, go all out for the cause 'Cause livin' shiesty, it be pricely Niggas kidnappin' wifeys with hearts cold as Italian ices That buck and a half slide across his face, lace him nicely You type a feisty, but where you stand is where the ice be Forever your life be gone in the wind, puncture holes all in your abdomen When them thug cats come with the stabbin' and The jury grabbin' and, look out, son, they body slabbin', and While you was blabbin' and not knowin' what the fuck was happenin' [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Rikers Island, Rikers Island Iraq Island, Iraq Island Rikers Island
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Credits
- Writers
- Marley Marl
- N.O.R.E.
- Kool G Rap
- Musalini (Rapper)