F. A. L. A. lyrics

Artist  : Gang Starr 
Song : F. A. L. A.



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 f**k around, lay around, do or die (3x)
"you figgedy f**k around, you lay
around" --> das efx

[big shug]
Word to joe frazier, got ta do what pays ya
Give a nigga pain, like displasure
But close your hips in, nigga you can’t win
I walk around, with a scowl and a grin
Parties try to rock me, chicks try to clock me
Niggaz try to block me, but they can’t stop me
I’m a bad man, understand where I come from
Treatin niggaz dumb, as I drink my rum
I’m a mad man, I get respect with the tec
Put punks in check, shug’s on the set
I’m the one with the game, the twelve round
Crack to the concrete, from the underground
I’m a bad nigga, how do you figure to take me
You cannot break me, so don’t mistake me
For your brother, I’m not a punk motherf**ker
see
I did my time, and now I’m free
I’m a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
I will not stop, I won’t be dropped by the
cops
I’m bad, understand me with the game I kick
I got crazy bit*hes like a trojan on my dick

[guru]
Yo hobb we got more rep than lucky luciano
Suckers we wet to the sound of the dope piano
This is something you can’t handle, here’s
one example
I got your head as a trophy up on the mantle
Each and every sect we wreck, the crowd’s
electrified
Mystified, you get dissed, when you try, you die
Fish niggaz, they get fried upon my skillet
I kill it, f**k it, my sh*t is on hit
And hittin you blaow (blaow) so what you wanna do
now? 
You stepped up, I whacked ya, you crept up, I
smacked ya
Got infinite length, with the strength of a real
master
If you don’t bow down now you’ll get plowed
down now
You know, like pow

f**k around, lay around, do or die (3x)
So f**k around, lay around, do or die
f**k around, lay around, do or die (2x)
"you figgedy f**k around, you lay
around" --> das efx

[guru]
Word to mike tyson, hit you quick like lightnin
Swing my left jab first, and then come in with
the right
Cold deck ya, nah I could never respect a
Punk like you, you get dropped like one two
And you’re out son, just like a one round bout
son
The outcome, is that you’ll get that as* hung
Easily, swiftly, you’ew stupid you can’t get
with me

f**k around, lay around, do or die (2x)
I said f**k around, lay around, do or die

[big shug]
Fumin! heahhh, I’m boomin down on niggaz
I figure, how could they take out a big nigga
They don’t know, so I don’t never give em a
clue
That’s you and you and you, and oh yeah you
You can’t get with this or take me down
I’m always laughin ha ha cause you punks are
clowns
Since I’m passin emcees, with my skill
I’m up on the hill, and I force them dudes to
chill
Rippin up sh*t as I do, because I’m violent
That’s why when I walk in the room, punks are
silent
My name is shug, as if you didn’t know
I’m pimpin hard, and punks are just a hoe

f**k around, lay around, do or die (2x)
I said you f**k around, lay around, do or die
f**k around, lay around, do or die
I said you f**k around, lay around, do or die
f**k around, lay around, do or die (2x)
"you figgedy f**k around, you lay
around" --> das efx

[big shug]
Yea yea that’s shug for ninety-three
I wanna say whattup to all my people,
yaknowhati’msayin? 
We got the guru in the house, and my man lil’
dap
Showin motherf**kers where we’re truly at
I wanna say whattup to my homegirl, my main girl
and my kids
Whassup kerry, marie and lisa how y’all
chillin? 
I know y’all in the motherf**kin house too,
yea!
I like to say whattup also, to all the peoples
back home
That know what time it is, and the niggaz tryin
to get real
And on that note, right
I’ma get the f**k up out of here

"you figgedy f**k around, you lay
around" --> das efx
* dj premier cuts and scratchs this line to the
end *