Stuck At A Standstill Lyrics
| Song | Stuck At A Standstill |
| Artist | Scarface |
| Album | Balls And My Word |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johnson, Jordan | |
| These *******s is *******' with a dangerous game | |
| Hey Joe, what's up baby? | |
| Yeah, I like the beat | |
| Ha ha haHey, when you drop drums, | |
| I'ma drop rhymes, aight?(Drop rhymes) | |
| Nah, I don't need no count-off | |
| Just drop the beat and | |
| I'm on it, aight?(2-3-4) | |
| I took my chances, when | |
| I did my dirt | |
| And my advice to any ******* if you crimin', you do it worse | |
| Just get enough and step the ******* back' | |
| Cause in this game when you get fame | |
| You gotta start dumpin' these agents off your ******* | |
| I'm just a ******* out the hood tryin' to have things | |
| But when I got up on my feet you're screamin', "Brad changed" | |
| And your excuse was that the money came | |
| But my excuse was that you missed the plane, simple and plain | |
| I got to show my homies love, though | |
| I just don't ******* around with *******s that | |
| I don't know | |
| And you can take that how you wanna take it | |
| I'm from these mutha*******' streets | |
| And the same rules apply in this game, don't ever break it | |
| Ain't my mutha*******' luck | |
| I'm all alone at the crack | |
| And you *******s don't wanna try to attack | |
| We steady dyin' over dumb *******t, and me, | |
| I'm steady losin' my sleep' | |
| Cause *******s ain't familiar with the rules of the streets | |
| You're stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill | |
| On the beat one time, come on | |
| It don't stop | |
| Give it to em | |
| And to my *******s on the streets crimin'(Watch for haters) | |
| Stop sittin' on the sidelines and(Get your paper) | |
| Too many *******s complainin' pointin' fingers at the problems | |
| That's why | |
| I hate my baby mama | |
| I'm just a ******* from the very bottom | |
| Skippin' classes, goin' 8 ******* or the white powder | |
| Tryin' to get it while the mutha*******' gettin' good | |
| The possibilities of movin' out my neighborhood | |
| Don't get me wrong, | |
| I had them dreams too | |
| But the only thing you do is get your cream, fool | |
| Get your mutha*******' green, fool | |
| *******s ain't knowin' 'bout the ins and the outs | |
| First get in, then you get out, don't be stuck at a standstill(You know to the 2, ah, 2-1)(I was thinkin') | |
| Rock the mob *******t for *******s, come on y'all(Need to, I don't know, maybe findin' new hustles)(Like *******s is runnin' out of hustles, you know?) | |
| When it's over don't nobody cry | |
| Just enjoy it while you live life 'cause everybody gotta die | |
| So when you see me | |
| I'll be hella high | |
| Bendin' corners with my top down checkin' out the changes in the sky | |
| Shootin' paper clips at | |
| JupiterThe mo' | |
| I learn it's like | |
| I'm gettin' stupider, and stupider | |
| Tryin' to make the best out of a ****** up decision | |
| I'm just a ******* with a vision, which is | |
| Gettin' up, gettin' out, gettin' my profits | |
| Tryin' to stay away from these ******* that jock ******* | |
| Movin' up to move on, gotta stay true to it | |
| That's just the way you gotta do it | |
| And these *******s here is renegades, don't give a ******* | |
| But if you're real, then you like it rough, ******* what? | |
| You know it, you know what | |
| I'm sayin' is real | |
| Now step the ******* off all those standstills 'cause you're stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill, stuck | |
| To the beat one time | |
| YeahMy *******, | |
| Mike Dean |
| zuo ci : Johnson, Jordan | |
| These s is ' with a dangerous game | |
| Hey Joe, what' s up baby? | |
| Yeah, I like the beat | |
| Ha ha haHey, when you drop drums, | |
| I' ma drop rhymes, aight? Drop rhymes | |
| Nah, I don' t need no countoff | |
| Just drop the beat and | |
| I' m on it, aight? 234 | |
| I took my chances, when | |
| I did my dirt | |
| And my advice to any if you crimin', you do it worse | |
| Just get enough and step the back' | |
| Cause in this game when you get fame | |
| You gotta start dumpin' these agents off your | |
| I' m just a out the hood tryin' to have things | |
| But when I got up on my feet you' re screamin', " Brad changed" | |
| And your excuse was that the money came | |
| But my excuse was that you missed the plane, simple and plain | |
| I got to show my homies love, though | |
| I just don' t around with s that | |
| I don' t know | |
| And you can take that how you wanna take it | |
| I' m from these mutha' streets | |
| And the same rules apply in this game, don' t ever break it | |
| Ain' t my mutha' luck | |
| I' m all alone at the crack | |
| And you s don' t wanna try to attack | |
| We steady dyin' over dumb t, and me, | |
| I' m steady losin' my sleep' | |
| Cause s ain' t familiar with the rules of the streets | |
| You' re stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill | |
| On the beat one time, come on | |
| It don' t stop | |
| Give it to em | |
| And to my s on the streets crimin' Watch for haters | |
| Stop sittin' on the sidelines and Get your paper | |
| Too many s complainin' pointin' fingers at the problems | |
| That' s why | |
| I hate my baby mama | |
| I' m just a from the very bottom | |
| Skippin' classes, goin' 8 or the white powder | |
| Tryin' to get it while the mutha' gettin' good | |
| The possibilities of movin' out my neighborhood | |
| Don' t get me wrong, | |
| I had them dreams too | |
| But the only thing you do is get your cream, fool | |
| Get your mutha' green, fool | |
| s ain' t knowin' ' bout the ins and the outs | |
| First get in, then you get out, don' t be stuck at a standstill You know to the 2, ah, 21 I was thinkin' | |
| Rock the mob t for s, come on y' all Need to, I don' t know, maybe findin' new hustles Like s is runnin' out of hustles, you know? | |
| When it' s over don' t nobody cry | |
| Just enjoy it while you live life ' cause everybody gotta die | |
| So when you see me | |
| I' ll be hella high | |
| Bendin' corners with my top down checkin' out the changes in the sky | |
| Shootin' paper clips at | |
| JupiterThe mo' | |
| I learn it' s like | |
| I' m gettin' stupider, and stupider | |
| Tryin' to make the best out of a up decision | |
| I' m just a with a vision, which is | |
| Gettin' up, gettin' out, gettin' my profits | |
| Tryin' to stay away from these that jock | |
| Movin' up to move on, gotta stay true to it | |
| That' s just the way you gotta do it | |
| And these s here is renegades, don' t give a | |
| But if you' re real, then you like it rough, what? | |
| You know it, you know what | |
| I' m sayin' is real | |
| Now step the off all those standstills ' cause you' re stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill, stuck | |
| To the beat one time | |
| YeahMy , | |
| Mike Dean |
| zuò cí : Johnson, Jordan | |
| These s is ' with a dangerous game | |
| Hey Joe, what' s up baby? | |
| Yeah, I like the beat | |
| Ha ha haHey, when you drop drums, | |
| I' ma drop rhymes, aight? Drop rhymes | |
| Nah, I don' t need no countoff | |
| Just drop the beat and | |
| I' m on it, aight? 234 | |
| I took my chances, when | |
| I did my dirt | |
| And my advice to any if you crimin', you do it worse | |
| Just get enough and step the back' | |
| Cause in this game when you get fame | |
| You gotta start dumpin' these agents off your | |
| I' m just a out the hood tryin' to have things | |
| But when I got up on my feet you' re screamin', " Brad changed" | |
| And your excuse was that the money came | |
| But my excuse was that you missed the plane, simple and plain | |
| I got to show my homies love, though | |
| I just don' t around with s that | |
| I don' t know | |
| And you can take that how you wanna take it | |
| I' m from these mutha' streets | |
| And the same rules apply in this game, don' t ever break it | |
| Ain' t my mutha' luck | |
| I' m all alone at the crack | |
| And you s don' t wanna try to attack | |
| We steady dyin' over dumb t, and me, | |
| I' m steady losin' my sleep' | |
| Cause s ain' t familiar with the rules of the streets | |
| You' re stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill | |
| On the beat one time, come on | |
| It don' t stop | |
| Give it to em | |
| And to my s on the streets crimin' Watch for haters | |
| Stop sittin' on the sidelines and Get your paper | |
| Too many s complainin' pointin' fingers at the problems | |
| That' s why | |
| I hate my baby mama | |
| I' m just a from the very bottom | |
| Skippin' classes, goin' 8 or the white powder | |
| Tryin' to get it while the mutha' gettin' good | |
| The possibilities of movin' out my neighborhood | |
| Don' t get me wrong, | |
| I had them dreams too | |
| But the only thing you do is get your cream, fool | |
| Get your mutha' green, fool | |
| s ain' t knowin' ' bout the ins and the outs | |
| First get in, then you get out, don' t be stuck at a standstill You know to the 2, ah, 21 I was thinkin' | |
| Rock the mob t for s, come on y' all Need to, I don' t know, maybe findin' new hustles Like s is runnin' out of hustles, you know? | |
| When it' s over don' t nobody cry | |
| Just enjoy it while you live life ' cause everybody gotta die | |
| So when you see me | |
| I' ll be hella high | |
| Bendin' corners with my top down checkin' out the changes in the sky | |
| Shootin' paper clips at | |
| JupiterThe mo' | |
| I learn it' s like | |
| I' m gettin' stupider, and stupider | |
| Tryin' to make the best out of a up decision | |
| I' m just a with a vision, which is | |
| Gettin' up, gettin' out, gettin' my profits | |
| Tryin' to stay away from these that jock | |
| Movin' up to move on, gotta stay true to it | |
| That' s just the way you gotta do it | |
| And these s here is renegades, don' t give a | |
| But if you' re real, then you like it rough, what? | |
| You know it, you know what | |
| I' m sayin' is real | |
| Now step the off all those standstills ' cause you' re stuck | |
| Stuck at a standstill, stuck | |
| To the beat one time | |
| YeahMy , | |
| Mike Dean |
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