Next Shit Lyrics by Smif-n-wessun

Next Shit Lyrics

    [tek]
    Blaka! that's my alarm clock a-shot
    Empty out the clip, of a hooded kids glock
    Out on a mission, for the green, wit his team
    Twistin up buds, puffin on, bloods, i mean
    Always red eye wit an evil schemin mind
    Pullin off things wit his partners in crime
    Not a care in the world, he's seen plenty sniff riders
    Runnin up in spots wit the calico and shotties
    Loungin on his strip wit his timbs and his meth
    His right hands man, on his side, to the left
    Never leave the drink without packin the burner
    Got the streets smart, seen for killin be murdered
    It's, no relaxin, just taxin
    Stoned is the way of the walk, when you black and
    Supportin habits is gettin too hectic
    Gotta kick it wit my son about some ol' next shit

    (talking on phone)

    [steele]
    Pressures be buildin in my mind sometimes and ways
    That have me countin the many reasons why crime pays
    I think about the hustlin games, should i maintain
    Or flip and di-shift to the fast lane?
    We got a mind, but it takes dough to make bread
    We workin wit cement try to make bricks
    Time to make a call and get on the ball
    (can't front g cuz we won't be ones to take a fall)
    Heads recognize me, so they might supply me
    But if they try me, that wouldn't surprise me
    But i & i keep eyes open, for those who lie scopin
    Me, hopin, we won't survive, whatever
    We can do this for worse or for better
    Me and my partner n crime, is going thru this together
    So, knowin we can't avoid all snakes, we gon' do whatever we gon do
    To set this shit straight

    [tek]
    And that's word to my breadwin madman
    Give the left hand, and in response, say hello to my timberland
    Rack emcees up, and i crack emcees up
    Pass the owl, so i can twist these trees up
    Boot camp clik sick entire loose click
    Snooze while me and my crew do some next shit

    (talking)

    [steele]
    Big up original crooks from the side of the earth
    Where you take all your stakes for what it's worth
    We represent the hearts of the criminilistic,
    Flippish, prepare to draw your biscuit
    Fucked up before shit, let's get wit the now
    Is you down, or is you just gon lamp in the background
    If so, let me know, cuz i gotta keep a steady flow
    Step to my biz like so,
    When i show individuals skills on the battle field
    Any muffie test, see we out for call
    Cuz each and every soldier holds the name of the camp
    Blue chip on his show, get trampled
    Another villain is planned just banned, dead
    We take the banner and wrap around the head of an
    Original dead boy down wit the devil
    Snooze, as me and my crews, move to the next level

    [chorus: buckshot]
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, yeah
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the way of the walk
    Stoned is the way of the walk my nigga...
    Stoned is the way of the walk in new york,
    Shit is real, so they pack steel
    Stoned is the way of the walk my nigga...
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, walk
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, walk
    Stoned is the way of the walk, stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga
    Stoned is the way of the walk, in new york, shit is real
    So stoned is the way of the walk...

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