Ill Bill - L'Amour East lyrics

(Verse) E Train, last call, 10 deep, left em drippin Blacking out, catching wreck, fly tags, speaks the Griffin Sneakers with Scotty Pippen, venomous probably just I’ve been the renovate, I’m still rockin still big fest Polo fresh, axo, polo bands axo Free dancing in the backstreet with our Glocks off Hard rocks, hammers and heaters, pick up the blocks wall Family objective being gold before the cops swarm Golden checks, never s**, we was not born Streets made us then they raised us, we are not born Gang sh** was on the rise, but most my clique was neutral Go get a f**ed up n***a why? Most my clique will shoot you Blam blam, without beats over bandana Bullets will make your face blurry like a back hammer Peace to Queens n***a, home of that fly sh** sponsored links Cop k**a central, you got quick, wuddup tho? (Hook) Quarter to l’amour east, we all beasts From across seas to cross Queens, we all creeps We all we we all we we we we we we we all creeps Hibbie geebees to l’amour east, we all beasts Smoke PCP, kids get stabbed over graffiti beef Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti beef (Verse) I took the 6 train k**a bronze for infinity lessons With the rise of the crack riot had the vicinity stressin My zulu medallion over whatever we was wearin In the late 80’s we wasn’t born wild, we was made crazy That movie Big Street was so misleading ‘Cause some of the breakers I knew were stick up kids that leave you cold to bleeding It wasn’t a happier time, New York was a f**in mess Little yellow envelope stuffed with skunk in chest Then I’m in the back of the B train with a full finger ring and a gold roll Didn’t look like a rapper, I looked like somebody that sold dope And maybe I did cuz back home was no hope But maybe because Rakim said he was no joke And I wanted to be just like the god Excelling my sk** level, plus life was hard Dog it was more realer back then, you would even deal a rap The industry snatched from Brooklyn, I steal it back (Hook) Quarter to l’amour east, we all beasts From across seas to cross Queens, we all creeps We all we we all we we we we we we we all creeps Hibbie geebees to l’amour east, we all beasts Smoke PCP, kids get stabbed over graffiti beef Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti beef (Verse) Double L train Kena**i, flip tags, drippy Marcus I be square connisee and 50 deep in king’s plaza Flat leavers, crack slingers, god pealers, rap singers Blasted Desert Eagles, turning tracks forever ether Walk aboard, plain Scotty new corpse, space fly that goon Sort they magic shrooms, more strange ethic soon Last container full, dog day afternoon Had to pay my dues, 4 James afterschool I snuffed John Hayes and finally kept a video Next to the alt steiner, Joey Haskall was with me too That was before the gunplay and dapper them jackets Bootleg Timbaland leathers and automatic ratchets Before all the automy no blew his face off Playin Russian roulette, have to be valued up a 8 Ball From child hunt to lead the hurricane king’s county From my hood to yours we represent it proudly Represent New York, represent Rowdy Represent my whole crew, represent Howdy (Hook) Quarter to l’amour east, we all beasts From across seas to cross Queens, we all creeps We all we we all we we we we we we we all creeps Hibbie geebees to l’amour east, we all beasts Smoke PCP, kids get stabbed over graffiti beef Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti beef