letra de p.o.w (panorama on wax) - universal soldiers
[intro: ric b]
bredren, tell ’em where you’re from
[verse 1: ultra]
edmonton green, where cats scr-p for cream
strap a black machine, ready to clap
i cook the crack for fiends
we used to lean in the markets by the bus stops
bill up, let the dust drop
search me ‘cos i cuss cops
spit on ’em
thinking of ways that i can [?] on ’em
as a kid i used to sell drugs to youts in [?]
you’re pivoting
like a ballerina when i see the blue lights
jump in the beamer, head down, b-llsing the cheeba
moving bareface
up in the staircase getting dusted
mothers coming out of the lifts looking disgusted
i got busted
one time, you know them old tales
mum found an ounce on my scales
now we’ve got no sales
josey wales
niggas run ’round buying their first gun
burst one
barrels get spun, you see the he-rs- come
nurse runs
my bredren got stabbed up on the third floor
[?] and now it’s world war
we sell your
children sweets to make their heads spin
my bredren
we look so nice
but it’s a next ting
it’s edmonton
[?], housing estates
surrounded by bait, broke b-tches raising the stakes
we’re amazing them [great, great?] niggas just like cheddar cheese
bredda, please
n9’s tight just like the genovese
my enemies trying to k!ll me because of the set i claim
my cocaine, and the fact that they can’t forget my name
(ultra v, the pow)
[verse 2: ric b]
yo, v, i keep dreaming
i see police breaking my door
holding me down while they’re shouting
’keep facing the floor!’
dci clarke stating the law
eyes smiling ‘cos he knows i never seen incarceration before
fuck ’em!
for waging a war they can’t win
‘cos as long as shotter’s got a hotline it gwarn ring
you see ’em feel it when i rhyme bare facts
and i’m the biggest thing to hit street since nike air max
i’m hotter than the shot i bang in the middle of pentonville road
and while he stand in the drizzle a fella can hold
weed in his socks, weed in his boxers
[roof in his mouth, drought cleaning him out?]
you know with c-ke, though
you keep control of the scam
it’s so easy when you’re breaking up 2 os into grams
my people pay a score-five and a half
i love the hustle
never toured live in the past
i drive in the fast lane, half a cake in my whip
coppers gone one of my shotters, and they’re making him strip
changing the script
but my whole game’s mapped
fuck folding like my cocaine wraps, you hear that
p.o.w
[outro: ultra v]
yeah, panorama on wax
no fabrication on tracks and that’s simple
yeah, this is the edmonton green doc-mentary
[?] bounces road, berry street, silver street, hertford road
n9, n18, yeah, yeah, that’s all standard
yeah, keep your fucking eyes open, trust me
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