Jordan 3s Lyrics – ILL BILL
Singer: ILL BILL
Title: Jordan 3s
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Back then, you got got for your Jordan 3s
Either shoot or get shot for your Jordan 3s
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Black Cement Nike Air logo Jordan 3s
Camouflage army shorts and some Jordan 3s
Pete supplied us any Saturday, kung fu matinee
Grandmaster betrayed with a smile over champagne
Toastin’ with a snake tongue front to hide your hate
Knife behind your back, student turned to rival of the great
Cain and Abel situations off the Bible page
Brother backstab his own brother in the primal rage
f#ck out the way, my llamas spray likе a tidal wave
Pistols crack at the pop, same sound that thе vinyl make
Probably an idiot the dope man done buying freights
Suicidal tendencies with homicidal traits
Knives and blades slice your face when you collab with apes
Your empire in flames, the fire rage homie, die in pain
Die a thousand deaths, resurrected and killed again and again
Empty your clip, put ten in your head
Russian Mafia belly BILLY, baked ziti spraying and graffiti
The rich subway trains racing through the city
Glassine envelopes, chemicals to cut the dope
Bulletproof vest, a boxcutter to cut your throat
Shot in the head, bing bong in the bubble coat
Sunk your motherf#ckin’ boat, struck you with the pump and go
Bull Jordan’s over Brooklyn, the dish you cook in the kitchen
The brand that you trust, look at the pistol
I still done flip ’til we clutchin’ a fistful
Gutters is where we from but f#ck it we made it blissful
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Back then, you got got for your Jordan 3s
Either shoot or get shot for your Jordan 3s
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Black Cement Nike Air logo Jordan 3s
Let the plug know I need another pair of 14s
Killers with blood diamonds in they eyes, smiles behind barrels
My mind is a weapon, I’m dodging cyanide arrows
They want to violate our freedom to the ninth power
Where you cooped up with sacrifice to a blind owl
Blind justice, no policies to favor us
Turn lemons to lemonade and angels into angel dust
Weed is legal in New York now, blaze it up
Right in front of a cop, is that sh#t strange or what?
Man of New York and the rush hour, the globe
Shouts to all my goons in Amsterdam, Paris, and Rome
Tapped in the zone up with this artwork, I spit pain
Percussion displayed that cut sharper than a switchblade
Supreme North Face parka and some Crysp jeans
Goofy stepped on him, shot the six at the Knicks game
Di Fara order ’round the corners like your father ordered
Like Dom Di Fara himself went shopping for the Pala D’Oro
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Back then, you got got for your Jordan 3s
Either shoot or get shot for your Jordan 3s
I was in the projects in my Jordan 3s
’88, copped my first pair of Jordan 3s
Black Cement Nike Air logo Jordan 3s
Let the plug know I need another pair of 14s
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