Falcon and the Snowman Video (MV)

f/ Equipto



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[Verse 1 - Equipto]

I infect the whole set and collect the cash

And I'm gon' run game but respect the past

Got long range ...(?) into small change

Then kick and parlay

Exchangin' back to back rhymin'

Word play for (?) for the studio timin'

And can't wait for the hate and feedback

I (?) when I break down the weed in my rap



[Verse 2 - Andre Nickatina]

I was born about eight miles in the city of dope

Meanin' my city is the city of dope

Weigh the coke, Caddy spokes, you couldn't be saved by John the Pope

Money is the bible, couldn't care about a idol

If you're goin' for the title than it's kinda suicidal

Cause you're gonna have a rival that's bustin' at your door

Tryin' to put bullet holes up in your clothes!



[Verse 3 - Equipto]

Oh hoe, fa sho we can blow some mo'

While labels fall short to the ocean flo' (suckas)

I get pesky (?) like Joe Pesci's

I drop hefty rhymes on all MC's

Suckas that wanna play too cute, execute the play(?) off loose I execute

On site you're too hype, you might get snatched

Just like your gold chain and no name raps



[Verse 4 - Andre Nickatina]

Homie don't ask me about that chick

Because about any chick I plead the fifth

Call me Saint Nick when I spit the gift, real rap cat on a pirate ship

Lock and chain like Sid Vicious, I done used my three wishes

When it come to swishers, cut the heart

Listenin' to Al Green in the dark

Jumped in the ride with the leather coat

Looked in the rear view, who pops the (?)

Just when I thought that I saw a ghost, I realized it was the indo smoke



[Verse 5 - Equipto]

...(?)

Your last hope is shootin' at me like the Pope

I campaign the (?) to vote is unanimous

Smokin' cannabis, put 'em in a camel clutch(?)

Like this, can't trip when I get across

Set it off, lay 'em down with no second thoughts

Impulsin, indo indulgin, keep blowin, Falcon and the Snowman



[Verse 6 - Andre Nickatina]

Tiga my raps, are just like a diamond heist

Cause the way I shine you might lose your sight

In my brand new Phat Farm vest, new kango Polo, no less

Grab the cream, get your team who ...(?)

In ya face, cocksucka, it's a new regime

You're out again but it really don't matter

Had it with the new improved police scanner

Hang the banners, yo cock the hammers

Or forever in life you'll wear a Pamper



[Verse 7 - Equipto]

It was pivotal when you (?) pitiful answers

Rhymes are avalanchin' the average rapper

You're sweatin, then goin' all out representin'

You're in and out steppin' like 3-5-7

I kept it honest, promise, no threatin'

You're probably (?), if not forgettin'

I stepped in the house, throwback with the (?)

Excused the fool, but hold back with the hatin'



[Verse 8 - Andre Nickatina]

Check it crack the bottle, then crack the whip

Yo here go a slug that'll crack ya hip

I'm like an angel, but at an angle

And then I start to talk like Marlon Brando, like that

Blow back in my crocka sack

To the Benz dealer that the Cadillac is back

I had to turn (?) Moonshine into yak

And then the ATF wanna come raise the track



[Verse 9 - Equipto]

I connive with more drive then multiply chedda

I can see the fortune without the teller

Cut back the raw rap and release the classic

Suckas that jaw jap but I look past 'em

I get detailed just (?) and graphic

Practice the graph 'till I'm knowin' it backwards

Spit it with a passion, ...(?)

The I release the masters, study the game



[Verse 10 - Andre Nickatina]

Okay, I hit the night skies with the ruby red eyes

The streets are hurtin, I can hear her cries

Freaks wear shoes that's not their size

And here come Nicky with the felony rhyme

And the melody crime, can you crack the case?

Like a bat outta hell as I start to race

Scars on my face, dictate the hate

Get a scale for the rhyme when I push the weight