X:144 - Good Fumes lyrics

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X:144 - Good Fumes lyrics

[Verse 1: Qusai] Yo, live from the West Side is one Under the sun Representing J-Town to the fullest Raps are bullets You see them haters, they be ducking When Legend be bucking Up in the kitchen tucking On the table, got my own label JL official Gods willing 'cause we stable So don't be hating on me 'cause I got my shine Do your own hip hop and let me do mine أنا دارس هذا الفن من جذوره لإنه في دمي ولقبوني بالسفير لإنه الخبرة من عندي ومني وأنا فاهم إلي حدث , لإنه عندي حدس وإلي مو فاهم إلي سار و ما يعرف يقول عدس تبغى تفهم , حاضطر أقلك مالأول من أول ... من أول أول ... من أول أول من أول لازم منه علشان تفهم الأسس لإنه أيام زمان كانوا يربوا بالتلاليك و المدس [Hook: Mo Jax] يخاطبني السفيه بكل قبح فأكره أن أكون له مجيبا يزيد سفاهة فأزيد حلماً كعود زاده الإحراق طيبا [Verse 2: X:144] Think of every dollar every simp way Think of every drop of bloods it's pimp paid Most of these youngers dem saying Television without bowing down to the sensei Teachers can be found at your front door Confident but unsure Stevens found among y'all Might show but central Nothing original found But when the pin of the sound is harder than the gun drone Young Bucks acting like they g's when thug's home So flavor when a blaze without the They have not as slight I did I touch somebody here After years of puttin' in work here The overnight star takes at least ten years for the wall to breakdown and cheddar 'round his chairs And stick to the skin [?] And win for the underdog It's one for the rebel to pa** shocks fence c'mon [Hook: Mo Jax] يخاطبني السفيه بكل قبح فأكره أن أكون له مجيبا يزيد سفاهة فأزيد حلماً كعود زاده الإحراق طيبا [Verse 3: X:144] Yeah, would the fire burn are begging you? Cause some good fumes are contagious some miles a head of you People burn what they don't learn or stand Man in front of you with a plan That'll happen to give a chance to some of you Who be had drips? To Miles Davis People can't bend this and rookies can't recognize greatness [?] than famous The manifestation, the dead man bless a dead nation [Verse 4: Qusai] As I sit back relax with Jeddah on my back Make sure my bags packed so I can hustle these tracks I can't depend on my label nor my manger I've always been a one man show like the damager الشي إلي بيدفعني ما يحتاجلو تفسير, و حبي الأول و الأخير ما راح أوصفو الكبير كبير, والنص نص نص نص, والصغير ما نعرفو [Hook: Mo Jax] يخاطبني السفيه بكل قبح فأكره أن أكون له مجيبا يزيد سفاهة فأزيد حلماً كعود زاده الإحراق طيبا [Outro: Qusai] Don Legend, X:144, Mo Jax Fredwreck, Beit el Hip Hop, 2009 This is right here is another Saudi Arabian, Egyptian and Palestinian collaboration for shiggadaz

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