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Clipse - "You Cant Touch Me"
Lyrics to You Cant Touch Me : (feat. Lee Harvey, Nako) [Intro - Malice] Clip niggaz Its not a game, Star Trak Its like that, what, check it Yo, yo, yo [Verse 1 - Malice] Its the final curtain, we black mask and black turbans Lightin up the sky in a black surburban We on the late night streetsweep, hit at least three The price you pay and it aint cheap, make his frame leak When we speak our dialogue consist of flame heat Cock the brick, flipped it twice and all in the same week Flee the sirens, hit the highlands, or the islands All up in the loft with some chick from Thailand Cause you aint lived til you empty clips, whip the cyclone Win up chips for one crib in each time zone Parted us for the sea floors and started street wars Bet a detour from this block and try and keep yours Cause if down here, we play not, niggaz get got Sendin two through his red drop, make his post stop How we roll is wit no smiles, shit get so foul Then we sit four to fifty split round table style [Chorus x2] You cant touch me, I got scuds, love, wit no lens Cliques with wrists for buildin pyramids The beginnin is my end, nigga, fuck friends Bills, hundreds, thousands, whats tens [Verse 2 - Lee Harvey] Nigga, we comin for ya Four deep in the Explorer Poetic torture, enchanted tails of horror Fuck what they taught ya, my torture scorches all sorts of Individuals with chambers Hannibal thought of Which nigga careful enough to stick me They treat me like eggs, they scared to get me Too shook to get wit me To get me, missions impossible, I got an arsenal Of glocks for any obstacle that you can imagine possible Nickle flow, kill slow, like carbon moe Noxide, tear your block high, burn his toxide Were like the jocks side, Clipse, Virginia niggaz We live for figures, wig killas, who injure critics What yall wanna do now Got two glocks, thats bustin too loud Nigga play with no silencers Known to move crowds, verbal liquid Stick wit, them who you live wit Cause this is too explicit for you bitch-es [Chorus x1] [Verse 3 - Nako] Gray race coupe, being chased by state troops Four blockin and escape routes, firm grip knowing hes Jake Shoop Check the rear view, A.Js tailgatin and V-shaped Handcuff the briefcase, whips stolen, plus it need plates Stole the coke out, exchange shots, windows broke out All or nothing, two guns, both of them smoked out Tire blow out, slice spins til it dont end On length of one side, sparks fly ridin on rims High adrenaline, accidents of surrendin A quick desperate attempt, sixteen, sendin the wind Flee on foot now, german shepards trackin my steps Helicopter overhead, I look up, slappin my chest Show I lack respect, runnin hard through crowded streets We have you surrounded special agents shot at the freeze Fuck nah, Ima die like Christ, inside my fate Try my best to empty both clips, sayin goodbyes with hate [Chorus x2] [Verse 4 - Pusha T] Yo, yo, ee travel, wit drugs in the dashboard And flee from the task force Quick hollerin bout your ones You got guns, nigga blast yours Space is no remorse, mine clutter wit thoughts Youngns out like I-95s, they only cost Caught up in the fame comes along with the street game Dont forget about them head hunters, head hunting your name Cause they seen and heard how niggaz flyin chicks hand Half-black, half-Hawaiian, believe my dicks in Do what they lust for the dough, its sickenin Mr. Charles to these bitches So my dogs play Dancer, Prancer and Vixen These cheap coke niggaz got me actin irate Enough bake on they blow to fuckin, spark a debate Turn violent, eternal silence equals they fate Cause they tried to get over, those niggaz stepped on my weight Now its time for slug love, thug love too physical I need to ensure everybodys conditions critical Terror no mask is up, your family tie is strong Well, make em say your name three times, then blast on Comradery, second to none like magnets React first, think last, lay you in caskets At any point we fallen off Got you hustlers screamin, call em off We runnin through your town, in prescowns, dripped over sawed offs Drug habits, opposite end, we full of sink Compare ones, pull guns, to separate mice from men [Chorus x2] [ You Cant Touch Me Lyrics ]
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