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Inspectah Deck

City High Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Movement

(Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)) (Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city (Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle) This is just one (Trying

Inspectah Deck

Big City (dirty) Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album He's a Rebel

(Inspectah Deck) Yeah, yeah, yo (Inspectah Deck) We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend saw it

Inspectah Deck

Big City Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Movement

(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Yeah, yeah, yo (Inspectah Deck) We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend

Inspectah Deck

Big City Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Movement

(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Yeah, yeah, yo (Inspectah Deck) We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend

Inspectah Deck

Big City Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Movement

We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend saw it, he got the gun, he want a dime for it The hood l

Inspectah Deck

Bumpin and Grindin Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Movement

(Intro: Inspectah Deck) Wuuuuuuuu! Yo (Chorus: Inspectah Deck) We keep (bump & grindin') we keep We keep (bump & grindin') yeah In the 'Jects stay (bump & grindin') Up top they (bump & grindin') Down

Inspectah Deck

Get Down Wit Me Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album The Resident Patient

(Intro: DJ Premier sample {Lounge Mode} (Inspectah Deck)) Aiyo, what the fuck is this shit That ya'll are listening to nowadays on the radio, man? {Yo, we gotta get up out of here, son.} (Yeah... do n

Inspectah Deck

Swordplay Remix Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album Essential Underground Hip Hop

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rebel I.N.S., your highness AKA Ayatollah, the high roller, title holder For my nigga J-Love, Brace yourself. (Verse 1) 1, 2, yo, yo, I swing swords, one into four like Charlie Ward

Inspectah Deck

Really Real Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album Manifesto

Aiyo, INS, yo, these niggas talking real stupid, again Nigga, you know what it is, nigga How you gonna stop the real, nigga? It's impossible Nigga, fuck is wrong with you niggas Is you stupid or somet

Inspectah Deck

Movas & Shakers Lyrics

by Inspectah Deck on album Uncontrolled Substance

This goes out to all my niggas Spendin' they last on gas, grass and ass And to all my ladies playin' in bars free drinks And shit push it up, push it up Keep on, ya don't stop, if ya don't stop maybe

Method Man feat. Inspectah Deck, Street Life & Mobb Deep

Play IV Keeps Lyrics

by Method Man feat. Inspectah Deck, Street Life & Mobb Deep on album Miscellaneous

Method Man feat. Inspectah Deck, Street Life & Mobb Deep Miscellaneous Play IV Keeps Method Man feat. Inspectah Deck, Street Life & Mobb Deep Play IV Keeps One time.. yo Never liked son from da

Method Man F/ Inspectah Deck, Street Life, Mobb Deep

Play IV Keeps Lyrics

by Method Man F/ Inspectah Deck, Street Life, Mobb Deep on album Miscellaneous

Method Man F/ Inspectah Deck, Street Life, Mobb Deep Miscellaneous Play IV Keeps [Method Man] Ha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah One time.. yo Never liked son from day one bring you tool That nigga s

U-God feat. Leatha Face, Inspectah Deck & Method Man

Rumble Lyrics

by U-God feat. Leatha Face, Inspectah Deck & Method Man on album Wu-Tang Collective

(feat. Inspectah Deck, Letha Face, Method Man) [U-God] Countdown... Are you ready? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, appr

Method Man

Play IV Keeps (Featuring Inspectah Deck, Streetlife And Mobb Deep) Lyrics

by Method Man on album Non-Album Releases

Ha, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah One time, yo Never liked son from day one Bring you tool, that nigga stick you and play dumb Hate a bitch-ass, who care where you came from You ain't prepared for when t

Method Man

Play IV Keeps - Featuring Inspectah Deck/Streetlife/Mobb Deep Lyrics

by Method Man on album Non-Album Releases

Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, one time, yo Never liked, son, from day one, bring you tool That nigga stick you and play dumb, hate a bitch ass Who care where you came from? You ain't prepared For

Killah Priest feat. GZA & Inspectah Deck

Cross My Heart Lyrics

by Killah Priest feat. GZA & Inspectah Deck on album Heavy Mental

It's the visiting king supreme all heal kiss the ring into a I blow steam from the families of the Mackabees Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty Make them suffer the capacity of tragedy Hold t

Tex Ritter

High Noon (Do Not Forsake Me) (Remastered 1991) Lyrics

by Tex Ritter on album Capitol Records from the Vaults: "Capitol Goes to the Movies"

Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon

Tex Ritter

High Noon (Do Not Forsake Me) (1992 - Remaster) Lyrics

by Tex Ritter on album Capitol Sings the Best Movie Songs: And the Winner Is (Remastered)

Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon

Tex Ritter

High Noon (Do Not Forsake Me) [Remastered] Lyrics

by Tex Ritter on album Vintage Collections: Tex Ritter

Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon

Tex Ritter

High Noon (Remastered) Lyrics

by Tex Ritter on album The Fabulous Jazz Collection

Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon