Dr Dre - Nationowl Lyrics
Artist: dr. dre f/ nowl(all right, is everybody ready *yeah!*)(alright now, here we go)Nationowl divides this bomb to blowAdios serials worldwideOnce inside ya ride, usin the mic like a screwdriverTo break down the speedWhile labels were sound asleep, nowl peeped and creepedAnd stole the ground beneath they feetFar from the bail, still makin my salesMovin tapes like weight, wes hip-hop cartelTakin over, no doubtLike thongs, they ass out but win amounts with the doctorDre, all day cash his chequesLike play, I hittin you in the head like strays (buu-yu-kow!)Nationowls defence covers my assAnd team o outcast niggas whore quick to blastOur beats on hit, keep the peace onMcs couldnt find my path (where you at niggas? )Chorus:Pledge a legiance to my teamLets scheme, nigga, we gots ta get creamCos worldwide shits outta controlWhy you cant get down with nationowlYoung and old, my niggas whos on paroleWhy you cant get down with nationowl*****es who own, my niggas whose heart is coldWhy you cant get down with nationowlNationowls anthem, gotcha soul on lockStill fully loaded, *****ed the handgunComposed like the phantomWhile the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely*****es who never duck me, nowl loved meIn thinkin I must spend dough til Im dizzy*****s around like a frisbyAnd for satisfaction chew an mc like wrigleyHistorys about to be made, I metcha in a wayTryin ya hardest to delayMy flight batterin, keep the world ringin like *? sadaran? *Lyrics bone shatterinPretenders wantin to be cinder-rellaWhat? that shoe you tryin ta wears, not fittinNow were strippin niggas like a chippendaleIm rippin hell, burnin the devil and inhaleChorusIn the last days, which side will you be on?Nationowls on the side that I beat onI demand put me onFrom the door I use mcs to wipe my feet onMy shit be bumpin like in-grown hairFor twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfareNigga, I see more green than st. patrickPro actors, game of life with no practiceControllin craps like I had a remoteIts a rule, now go enter ya tombNo joke, much over I scoldIts some game for all whos tryin ta split ya coatsBest believe that these are our last yearsPrepare or get done from the rearAs we move there, where? the final frontierUnited we stand, divided we dont have a prayerChorusAre you wit me east coast?Are you wit me west coast?Are you wit me?Are you wit me?Are you wit me west coast?Are you wit me east coast?Are you wit me?Are you wit me?
