Just when you feel good Just when the fear ends Just when the tears end Down comes the hammer Down comes the hammer Just like the hammer of love Just like the hammer of love
Preklad: Real Life. Hammer Of Love.
hand, plus an angry man, minus love Equals and me, the sky's blue and they rags Toe-tags and body bags, y'all feel me? Is it too real G? Brothers say
cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossa's The Hammer went and broke so you know I'm more focused I lost thirty mil' so I spent another thirty 'Cause unlike hammer
love you but you hate me at the same time Lights, camera, action, it's game time Do you take this here as your lovely wife? To love her and cherish her
't testify Straight up hood nigga, made it rappin' Yeah, caught a break My life put down in words, homey That's some real shit, yo A rapper you hated to love
your mother and I don't care if I die 'Coz all that mean is that I gonna join my little brother Dog, I had a hard life and I'm in love with the pain
pain, gotta go and get that money Y'all going, "Hey, hey", but don't that pen look lovely You must not know who y'all n****z is f***ing with I can take life
, join us, don't get offended 'Cause I ain't lettin' up and you ain't lettin' off Plus I already know that most of y'all is soft The hood love me, put
, had no clothes Had no food, had no dough, had no hoes Shit was real thirsty back in them times Like Martin Lawrence a 'Real Thin Line' I ran across a few real
Let's Do This.. [Chorus - Tarboy] Look..uh.. Money ain't never move me... Dawg, this ain't a movie This is real life, so why you tryin' to do me? Sit
Glaciers of Ice Sidewalk executives, live the street life consecutive We built for this, go for your gun My prospective is, another day in the life, of money and drugs Big hammers
Royce Da 5'9"] I got a thing for your girlfriend She freakier than a muh'fucker, ain't she? Now I don't love no hoes, but I love yo's She make that cock
lot of folks love money, more then they love theyself I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth I know niggaz 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust Yo life
was waitin on that shit, nigga I been waitin on this shit since "DJ Premier was in Deep Concentration" Hahaha, my motherfuckin nigga Love you, boy Real rap shit, real
's my shit and I'm evictin' them (Get out) Whoever feel like they ain't gotta leave, I'm rippin' them Even though the love's frail, the thug's real All
outside Crack heads is buyin' all night Handguns is necessary Fuck around you might lose your life Anywhere in and outta town B The same every hood it's so real
I would let my gun blaze Got niggaz that'll ride with me, die with me, thug with me Bust off they hammers, still sell they drugs with me My niggaz is real
