Showdown – EA-Ski – letras

[Verse 1: E A Ski]And it don’t stop, and it don’t quitAnd it don’t stop, hell yeahAnd it don’t quit, and it don’t stopFool we don’t quitYou’ve entered the wild wild westSide, high noon clock strikes twelve that’s highI see haters trespassin’ in my townThey must be sick in the headThey better be quick like Sharon StoneAnd quicken their dead and quick on the drawWestern winds make the dirt gustI still see you when you hear strikes I’ma bustIt’s on, I’ve been holdin it down for yearsDon’t follow nobodies shadow (none)A true desperado21 guns salute when I come throughWhy you sell a million copies sounds like your crewI roll like no man, follow no manSpittin wicked over tracks, me and C programmedHard, I keep comin raw, cos I’m hungryDon’t sweat the industry cos no company are gonna own meThat’s why I stand my own groundand square off who ever want’s to throw it downI bring it to the showdown[Chorus: Montell Jordan]Follow me into the world of Mr Ski (Yeah)Ain’t gonna be no mysteryWho’s gonna win this show’s showdown (You know)Run inside Ski’s goin on a lyrical ride (Yeah)It’s gonna take a miracle why ask whySki’s gonna win this show’s showdown[Verse 2: E A Ski]I’m a producer so they thought I would drop a compilationMakin hard tracks spittin no conversationLook here, ain’t no rapper feelin conversate for meAnd take it away from catitalles compersatin meOnly my true dogs call me E A Ski punkSo when you acknowledge me put the mister in the frontSpell it right, M-I-S-T-E-R SkiComposin gangsta tracks with mister C since eighty-threeYou proberly heard me on Friday with Cube and Chris TuckerBlast, I break a slow dog runnin for coverHow would I sound makin tracks if I couldn’t rapBompin them so hard, my dogs give me def woundsI’m wanted in four cities, Miami, New York, L.A. and OaklandWith leavin the mic court smokinKick open the door, at the saloonDon’t nobody move unless they wanna throw down, here at the showdown[Chorus: Montell Jordan]Follow mw into the world of Mr SkiAin’t gonna be no mysteryWho’s gonna win this showYou can run inside side, Ski goin on a lyrical rideIt’s gonna take a miracle, why ask whySki’s gonna win this show’s showdown[Verse 3: E A Ski]I told ya I’m gonna keep squeezin until they quitDistribution heard quick got the whole ghetto lootinThe moms and pops and retails hear Ski puttin in workPull up on the block bompin it hurts (Why)Makin ya whole hood feel me like grillAnd have your whole city high ride like George SteelFool you want the funk, we can bring it to the stageFace off like John Travltra and Nicolas CageA lot of rappers calm east Oakland ain’t frontinPut them lyrically toe to toe to me and see who really run itAnd we haven’t even gotta talk about the production tip cos on the realNone of them gonna quitTo handle my calibre this next level style combined me rhymeGroups wanna need a click why don’t they come to mineYou can escape the infra red but it’s on yaYou best best hit a couple of cornersBring it to the, showdown[Chorus: Montell Jordan]Follow me into the world of Mr SkiAin’t gonna be no mysteryWho’s gonna win this show’s showdownRun inside Ski’s goin on a lyrical rideIt’s gonna take a miracle why ask whySki’s gonna win this show’s showdownFollow me into the world of Mr SkiAin’t gonna be no mysteryWho’s gonna win this show’s showdown