Bizzy Bone: Menensky Mobbin

aus dem Album: Heaven'z Movie

Songtext:
Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on muthafuckas. Schaufenster Beklebung

See, it's like the Menensky Mob, see, they used to be

the ones who was

fightin' the slave master, so the people didn't go on

the boat, you know what I'm sayin'? [Shit, smoke.

Can a black man get some

paper up in this place, man?] B-L-A-C-K

H-O-L-E. [But I'm a black man in a white man's

world.] Fuck this shit.


Oh, Menensky [Menesky!]

mobbin'. Menensky mobbin', nigga.

Oh, Menensky [Menesky!]
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mobbin'. Menensky mobbin', nigga.

Oh, Menensky [Menesky niggas around the

muthafuckin' world] mobbin'. Menensky mobbin', nigga.


Oh, Menensky

[Menensky!] mobbin'.


Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas with problems. And

the (..?..) thugs are from the projects, smokin'

chronic with love with the

gun in the glove, nigga

run, nigga run, nigga run.


Menensky mobbin' Carrerabahn

muthafucka!


Menensky mobbin' muthafucka with Watts niggas in Cali

ready to riot and rally around, quiet, brawlin' in my

back door ready for

warfare, declare like my Capo--Confuscious gettin'

wacko and smokin' tabacco. Yeah my niggas with

tatoos, a sack of crack,

and I'll pat you down too. My voodoo with that flip

flop flow, don't make me blast you. Right past you

with the mask on., bitch.

Sippin' the passion, get it twisted mister
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bitchafied. This introduction bustin'. I'm bumpin'

properly, property of my poverty, God

we need a job. Clock me in my Saab, Menesky

mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no prob. You niggas'

sloppy, don't copy, get

popped, nigga don't

jock me--you're raw.


Oh, Menensky

mobbin'.

[I'm tryin' to get high muthafucka'. You're

over here trippin' and shit, man what the fuck's wrong

with you?] porto andratx

Oh, Menensky

mobbin'.

Man, we mobbin' on niggas.

You niggas can't fuck with me.

Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas with problems. And

the (..?..) thugs are from the projects, we smokin'

chronic with love with

the gun in the glove,

nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.


Hock my Benz. Fuck a bitch for the babies and

Christmas gifts. When I'm lifted ridin' down the
Begleitagentur in Bremen
strip: same niggas, the same

shit. Workin' the graveyard shift back on Brackland

where the broads flipped like a movie, and my raw dogs

trip in the line of

duty. Look at the groupies, holler, holler, from the

hoopties and my Lucciano's groovy. Judge and jury my

movie confuse me with

those other thugs on a high speed chase say, say

don't swerve in the mud, and the tight weed taste like

love. We thuggish in

Columbus slums, suburbs, muthafucka word. Sift

through my proberbs and I heard that we're rockin' up
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birds when out in Florida

and California, New York, Little Pomona,

shookin' soldiers, smokin' doja, composure suppose.


Oh, Menensky

mobbin'.

[Menensky muthafuckin' mobbin'. Watts

niggas. With Watts with muthafuckin' problems.

C'mon, c'mon.]

Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas with problems.

And the (..?..) thugs are from the projects. Whoo!

We're smokin' chronic

with love and the gun in the Wohnungen Hagen

glove, nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.


Born to be fruitful, crushin' crucial, not the

conflict, and b-b-b-bomb shit. I'm on the chronic

chokin' bubonic, harmonic. Eyes

blood-shot red, loc'd out like Eazy--he dead,

surprise. Fuck the Feds, fuck the bitches instead.

Step in the bedroom, I'm about to

get some head soon. She's wet in the womb. I'm

kinda nast and mad at ya, but boom, it's till the sun

up. What up, done up, shut

up, it's all in the game, it shouldn't be painful.
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Well why the fuck I feel so much pain stressin' my

brain? Let the train pass, look at

the sky, play, laugh. With visions back in May on

how I played dad. Don't say that and criticize

yourself, I'm'a tell the truth, roof

nigga from glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies

deadly. And shoot if you wanna. Smoke water, but you

can die, bitch, it's

normal. Eventually your number's called through

the portal and muthafucka fall. Here's a quarter to

call your dogs.


Oh, Menensky Immobilien Bonn

mobbin'.

[Nigga, Menensky mobbin'

world-muthafuckin'-wide on these hoes. C'mon!]

Oh, Menesky mobbin', Watts niggas with problems.

And the (..?..) thugs are from the projects. Whoo!

We're smokin' chronic

with love and the gun in

theglove, nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.

[For sure. Menensky niggas mobbin' world wide.

Are you down with the Menensky Tribe? Get ready for

war.]