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  • Текст песни N.O.R.E. feat. Conway The Machine, Method Man - Outta Line

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    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line

    Uh, I was in Madrid, Spain on some other shit
    Connect, he got the call
    He had the plug on the mothership
    Suicide, opium, cocaine, Biscayne (What?)
    Cuban cigar shit, still, I'm on my mob shit
    (Huh) still, I'm selling diesel like
    Busta Rhymes' armpit
    I used to sell coke to my man pops
    He could get it еlsewhere
    But еlsewhere was all opps the lesser evil
    Good and bad like a paralegal
    My dudes in Boston
    They got rich off the dog food
    Always saying hors d'oeuvres would
    Make big dawg moves (Okay)
    2021, sixty, no diamond
    (What you talkin' about?) camouflage AP
    (Oh) , Royal Oak Offshore (What?)
    And only gonna rock it when I'm offshore
    (What?)
    The big chain, I only rock on occasions
    When eatin' with the Asians, Beverly Hill
    Crustacean's (O oh)
    Listen, I drink more Ace than Hov do (Ow)
    This the new me, remind me of the old you
    That Mulsanne got feeling like an Arab prince
    (yeah) 2022, engines start with fingerprints
    Let a dude diss me
    I promise you won't see him since

    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talkin' from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line (yeah)
    See 'em talkin' from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line

    Look, hear 'em talkin' from the sidelines
    They outta line (Huh?)
    Fifty on his head
    That won't affect my bottom line
    Bottom line, niggas think it's sweet
    He must be out his mind you know the motto
    Drums and the carbon when it's throttle time
    (Brrt) before rap
    I sold a lot of crack to see my dollar signs
    So I was fine before I signed
    My name on the dotted line
    I done climbed to the top in
    A very short amount of time
    And I ain't jot a line, still
    I'm the hottest in a lot of minds
    (Talk to 'em) shifted the culture
    Only thing left for me to do
    Is get richer than Oprah (Huh?)
    Bitches got my dick on a poster
    Richer than most of the niggas
    That was sneak dissin' me
    These niggas is broke
    I'm rappin' with a chip on my shoulder (Ha)
    Yeah, niggas assumed I was startin' to fall
    (Huh?) from King to a God
    Billboard charted with bars (Fact)
    Had to prove I hustle harder
    I'm smarter than y'all thought
    One more album and I'm done
    With all parties involved, uh
    (Woo)

    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line

    Ayy, what's good
    Slime? We just drawin' rappers without a line
    I get cray on beats
    Kids be coloring out of line
    Now it's game on, B
    Picture Puffy without the shine
    Orange aura, flow is water
    Make mine an alkaline
    Y'all taking orders and payin' for it
    Now pay for mine
    A steep fee, but knowledge is free
    Y'all just don't pay no mind
    I don't hate on these rappers
    I hate the way they rhyme
    I'm pissed in the palace
    Been bad boy since '89 (Come on)
    Coach your shooter, the Chuck Daly
    I trust rarely
    Might trust a friend, even then, YNW Melly
    PB and Jelly
    Now Robert Kelly done caught a felon
    Who would've thought that your life was
    Short as my part in Belly?
    Don't need a beat, I go a cappella, yeah
    A capelly
    'Cause it sound better than a cappella
    Don't spell check me
    Mef jacking my comrade from LeFrak
    Ain't no justice, it's just us
    That's just facts

    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line
    See 'em talking from the sideline
    They outta line
    Talkin' down on the slime, man
    They outta line

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