Don`t Look Now lyrics

Artist  : Outsidaz 
Song : Don`t Look Now



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[Pace Won] (Young Zee)

Yea yea yea yea yea yah

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yah yah (Ha, yah)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo (Yah, yah, yah yo yo,
yo)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo (Yah, yah, it's the
Bricks)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo (Yah it's the
Bricks)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo (Ahaha it's the
Bricks)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo (It's the Bricks,
bitch)

yo yo yo yo yo yo HYUH! (Ahahaha, ahaha)



[Pace Won]

Slap y'all hacksaw ask me what you rap for

Run up in your crib with a hacksaw (BANG)

Tired of cops, I put your life in a box

Before I tie up your pops and let him HANG

Yo, as far as this go, I'm like the mummy

Exploiting the ancient Egypt science of life and
math for money

The Godfather flow I'm like Sonny

The number one thief; Mr. Wild Out like KEITH
MURRAY!



[Young Zee]

Yea

When I'm drunk, puffin canibus skunk

I start shit with ya, beat ya manager up

Then battle every one of y'all that're
rattlesnakes

It's like I haven't ate, and your clique smell
like carrot cake

?Place lead in chicken's head? give up
cookies

Then pass the fuck out like piss in bitches'
pussies

The Capricorn, my dick be lastin long

Fuck raw first, GET THE RUBBER SLAP IT ON!

So girls I'm scoping you, who could hold me
closest

Curve your back like multiple scoliosis

Fellas' beef, only start if you whiffin

I turn your chest into barbecue chicken



Chorus

[Pace Won]

Don't look now, we top billing it, filling it

My raps, my life, my style, my crew, we killing
it

Money in the head we ice grilling it, stealing it


Your raps, your life, your style, your crew, we
killing it



[Pace Won]

I drink too much liquor, got a bad liver

Streets is watching me like I'm Jigga;
STARING

Chew your crew up like they was spearmint

Kick a verse, people go crazy when they hear it
(HYUH!)

First I had no deal, now I'm living lovelier

Cause I'm on Columbia, spending all they money
up

I got that hurry up, quick quick

Bust mad style in the pussy, like when me and my
honey fuck

*Pacer, Pacer, don't make me chase ya with a
razor

Blow up like Michael Jordan pager!*

It ain't a thing thing thing

*First week I'm goin gold!*

That's that ring ring ring

*Just like De La Soul?!*

 No matter what the job, I hit the task
faster

Educate and teach y'all like the Blastmaster

And from the vision Heaven sending me,

I can see myself on the cover of Ebony

The cover of XXL, the cover of Fresh

The cover of the Source, and the cover of
Stress

Pace Won, lace buds, smoke with Gov-G

Or tour around the world with my man Young
Zee



[Azz-Iz]

Left bolt, bust off, see me hit the deck
first

It's like my tech's curse, you be giving me
expert

You know the difference, Az the type to go the
distance

And you ain't, so we can't have this
coexistence

Yo it's only rich, ain't no getting poor,

Dough is what I'm on a misison itching for

For the love of this I get the four kicking
door

Leave a fella's bra twitching saw him on the
kitchen floor

Most of y'all sound retarded to me

I'm the hottest shit, since that nigga Moses,
parted the sea

And y'all can keep hating when I'm the one you
like

Weed got my eyes squinting like the sun too
bright



[Pace Won]

YO!

Chorus x2