Hum Drum

Lyrics

[Hook] Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down [Verse 1: Remy Ma] Yeah, I gets it poppin', everybody know what Remy 'bout Got niggas shocked like Justin just pulled Janet's titty out Yeah, I spit it out, quick to put a nigga out The bullets lodged in, doctors can't get 'em out You gets no love, to me y'all dead bugs My records don't sell then I'ma sell drugs From O's to whole P's, grams to whole keys No joke, I got coke that'll make ya nose bleed Dope so potant and my fiends done OD'd For $3.50 a pop, I'll sell you a dro seed You really don't know me and that's the fun part See my flow's retarded but Miss Martin is dumb smart And you illiterate, you can't even read the teleprompter I got niggas flying me weed in by helicopter You look sad when I pass in this toy Benz You gon' be real mad when I bag your boyfriend [Hook] Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Your head goes round and round [Verse 2: Armageddon] You feel my pain like a drug, you can light it with fire And you can mix it with your blood if you're trying to get higher Another angel in a thug's body, scarred and tired Going to court, got Illuminati judgin' me biased Shit, my talk ain't for everybody walkin' united The way I walk, it's a challenge just to balance on wires My old connect put me on, said he robbed the supplier So I pieced him out with pity 'cause his ass was on fire What goes around comes around, holmes, I ain't lying That's why the scars on my face, 'cause bad karma and violence Just before a nigga wake, I spend the night in silence To give my nerves a little break before it's back to the malice I'd like to dedicate this rhyme to old emotional scars Some nights I meditate, hope'll bring me closer to God Trying to regulate my time between the earth and the stars Get my health back to determine when I'm curlin' them bars [Hook] Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Your head goes round and round [Verse 3: Prospect] Yo, this the upcoming success, Definition of Prospect Put your money on me, you get recognition and profits On any condition I drops it, on a mission No listen to gossip whether splittin' imposters Sort of like a mobster and my niggas, I got ya We all gon' be eatin' soon like Italians with pasta Smokin' weed, eatin' curry chicken like the rastas After that go to City Island and get the lobsters Now can I get a witness, let me show y'all my visions Never had a job but still take care all my business No G.E.D, only diploma was my lyrics I rhyme heavenly and let souls just off the appearance And rap, so I keep my dough stacks, don't make me go back And clap-clap at your door mat like "Nigga, hold that" There's no feelings I'm feelin' cause when I'm feelin' I'm killin' the motherfucker right on his trip then killin' the villain [Hook] (What) Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, the paint is peelin' Now, when the chips are down Down, you gotta lose all feelin' Now, when the chips are down Your head goes round and round