One of These Days (feat. Inspectah Deck, Raekwon & U-God)

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One of these days, and it won't be long
 (It won't be long now)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (You bound to come up)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (Keep your eyes on us)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (Yeah, yeah, deck)
 I'm from the home where the buffalo roam
 And niggas don't give a flyin' fuck
 Talk with signs up
 Walk with the iron tucked
 Leave your eyes wide shut
 Money bag's on the table, gots to get locked up
 Rebel I's simply slicker, pick up a pretty sister
 Dig her out on the table, bend off the Remy licker
 Head splitter, deliver so cold I send shivers
 From many figures, battle the world or any nigga
 I'm uptown Saturday nite like Bill car's
 Got weed in the jars, with vanilla cigars
 On the strip, eyeballin' the chicks, holdin' the mix yea
 Blast off of my shit, vibratin' the whip
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (Chef)
 Yo I'm sicker than the Vee twelve x five
 With cracks in the Rolly Jumper, all we do is drink fuckin' drive
 Real niggas raise up, mommy get your feet off the table
 The cable luck bare, my man got me one on his leckle
 It's nothin' for me to get up with you, guts with you
 Blow off them matches and sit up with you
 Aiyo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy?
 Stressin' me nothin', investin' the leathers, we all into things blazin'
 Slingin' coke is just a normal habit, rappers we wear
 Straddlers with cannons and hatchets gettin' cheers
 Yatzis are fresh off the block, block squeezin', it's real
 If we get real, put pop, poppin' at your blocks equal
 Take these niggas and throw 'em in lakes, it's business
 Rake these niggas on the mic, display your ninjas
 Nines crowns verses your nine towns
 Run up with nine nine's, brown down, get to lyin' you down
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (Ah, ah, ah)
 (Yo)
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (Yo, yo)
 I come from the slums, I ain't no dummy
 My testiment talk, represent money
 This verbal intercourse, fueled by exhaust
 The bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the force
 No remorse, endorse the rap artist
 So flamboyant 'cos I pimp slap the hardest
 Ever since the triumph we've been missin' them soldiers
 We came tonight, boy the mission is cobra, full exploder
 Bulldose through the rubbish, I'm into deep boy
 I just gotta love this, they call we too sweet
 One of the nine brothers, I'm so unique
 Every line that smother, the situation's grim
 It's a bloody sin, 'cos every time I want out, they pull me back in
 I see my reflection in the chrome Mack ten
 Ask the passer who's faster with the pen
 Then pull it, nine hollows, amorettos
 That's how I like it, sweat on my wine bottles
 The automobiles, with them shiny assed hubs
 The endo pull, with the bathtub club, my angel's in the mud
 Veteran smile, dat's gangsta shit, that American style
 Dig it, prick or prey or
 I'm quick to slay, with the rectifier shit, caught by the ricochet nigga
 (I got to know)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days and it won't be long
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (I got to know)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (I got to know)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (That's what you call it pa)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 (I got to know)
 One of these days, and it won't be long
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:13
Key
10
Tempo
180 BPM

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