Black Dust Lyrics

from Shut 'Em Down

"Black Dust" is track #1 on the album Shut 'Em Down. It was written by B Sandlin;t Taylor;k Jones;f Scruggs;g Spivey.
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Official, Nas, niggas
Word up, somethin' new for you

Hear to make moves, get mines automatically
Emphatically, rhyme master, be rapidly tragedies
Guns like Butch Cassidy, nasty like Dick Dastardly
As I be gradually like glowin', blowin', flowin'
Goin' fast at it like Jesse Owens, make you throw in the towel
I will do all sorts of moves through all sports
Rhymes blew all thoughts, all crews to dust it's us
Official, nastee, the aggy still ghastly

You triple S nigga, soft sexy and sassy
We crash, I break your cast and yes, we get busy
I'ma do my show, get my dough and lick titties, I'm shitty
I diarrehea on the globe, fire flee up on your clothes
And like 'squito up on your hoe
In case you didn't know, I stay free flow
Officially, this'll be your chance to see
How ill this nigga be, go figure

For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me
For every bitch that show me love
Two bitches tryin' to take me
For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me

Yo black dust, miraculous head rush, hoes blush
It's only us, shit's flush, shit we lust, is plush, Lexus
My techs bust, your guns rust, to God trust
Walk the path righteous, priceless
Nigga you shine like ice crushed, you get your shit bust
No more to discuss, nigga's jealeous, 'cuz bitches feel us
The wild rebeleous, hell yes, niggas is whack, we pack dust
Official Nas niggas back us, can't fuck with us

Umm, my gun's wettin' like a open hydrant
Got you hidin', from shots firin' from hot iron
You gotta realize, your block's dyin'
Put skis on your knees and start slidin'
My clock's timin', not tryin' to see us not shinin'
I'm eye blindin', hearts hearts like a lion
You're not lyin', superstar then a dine in
Your insides cryin', rip your outside in

For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me
For every bitch that show me love
Two bitches tryin' to take me
For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me

For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me
For every bitch that show me love
Two bitches tryin' to take me
For every nigga show me love
Two niggas hate me

Schemin in the back
See I'm schemin' in the back

Act like you don't know
I put you in the choke hold
Rampage the logos, nigga here is loco
I still get respect if I had no dough
Sport Polo, always keep a low pro
If it's a promo, this nigga here no show
About my no low, I never drive slo-mo
Faster than go go, if it ain't me it's so so

Kick in your door, wavin' the four four
All you hear is shots until there ain't no more
Hit you with the low blow, you can't go toe toe
I rub elbow, with niggas in cell blo'
And New York City hellhole, still in they jail clo'
Old school niggas with Kango, and shell toe
Mix hats with Hydro, and Cocoa
How you gonna fuck with my click
If you can't fuck with me solo?
Checkmate, no go

Songwriters
B Sandlin;T Taylor;K Jones;F Scruggs;G Spivey

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