Correction Lyrics Outta Line by N.o.r.e.

Featuring(s) : Conway & Method Man

Back

Lyrics

Uh
I was in my Madrid, Spain on some other shit
Connect, he got the call, had the plug on the mothership
Suicide opium, cocaine, biscayne
Cuban cigar shit, still I'm on my mob shit
Still I'm selling diesel like Busta Rhymes' armpits
I used to sell coke to my man pops
He could get it elsewhere but elsewhere was all Ops
The lesser evil, good and bad like a paralegal
My dudes in Boston, they got rich off the dog food
Always saying "or d'oeuvres" and make big dog moves
2021, 60 [?] diamond
Camouflage AP, royal oak offshore
Can only go and rock it when I'm off, sure
The big chain I only rock on occasions
We eating with the Asians, Beverley Hill crustaceans
Listen, I drink more Ace than Hov do
This the new me, remind me of the old you
That new saying got feeling like an Arab prince
2022, engines start with fingerprints
Let a dude diss me, I promise you won't see him since

See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line

[Conway The Machine]
Look
Hear em talking from the sidelines, they outta line (Huh?)
Fifty on his head, that won't affect my bottom line
Bottom line, niggas think its sweet, he must be out his mind
You know the model, drums and the carbon when its throttle time (Brrr)
Before rap, I sold a lot of crack to see my dollar signs
So I was fine before I signed my name on the dotted line (Ahahaha)
I done climbed to the top in a very short amount of time
And I ain't jot a line, still I'm the hottest in a lot of minds (Talk to em)
Shifted the culture
Only thing left for me to do is get richer than Oprah (Huh?)

Bitches got my dick on their poster
Richer than most of the niggas that was sneak dissing me
These niggas is broke, I'm rapping with a chip on my shoulder (Haa)
Yeah, niggas assumed I was starting to fall (Uh huh)
From King to a God, billboard charted with bars (Cap)
Had to prove I hustle harder, I'm smarter than y'all thought
One more album and I'm done with all parties involved (Whoo)

[N.O.R.E]
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line
See em talking from the sideline, they outta line
Talking down on the slime, man they outta line

[Method Man]
Aye
What's good slime? we just drawing rappers without a line
I get cray on beats, kids be colouring out of line
Now its game on B, picture Puffy without the shine
Armage aura, flow is water, make mine an Alkaline
Y'all taking orders and paying for it, now pay for mine
A steep fee but knowledge is free, y'all just don't pay no mind
I don't hate on these rappers, I hate the way they rhyme
I'm pissed in the palace, been bad boy since '89
Culture shooter, the chuck, dearly I trust rarely
Might trust a friend, even then; YNW Melly
PB and Jelly, now Robert Kelly done caught a felon
Who would've thought that your life as short as my pardoned belly
Don't need a beat, I go A Cappella yeah Akh a pally
Cause it sound better than [?] don't spell 'Checkmate'
Mef jacking my comrade from [?]
Ain't no just dunce, it's just us
That's just facts

music video

Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.