Murs Nites Like This Lyrics

F’Real Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 2 Reasons
  • 2 8th Samurai
  • 3 4 the Record
  • 4 BasikMurs
  • 5 Interview With the Dominant
  • 6 Dominant Freestyle
  • 7 M-3 (Anger)
  • 8 Say Anything
  • 9 The Saint
  • 10 NineFive
  • 11 The Maguire Song
  • 12 Morocco Mike
  • 13 Live My Life
  • 14 Nites Like This
  • 15 The Extras
  • 16 Ease Back
  • 17 The Sermon
  • How do you say shut-up in japanesse
    (Arata)
    Navade
    (Murs)
    Navade, navade motherfuckers

    [Verse 1]
    Tracks like this
    I wish that I could do it all over
    But then again
    You always make the better call
    When you Sober Hung-over
    Thinking what the fuck was gong on
    The show went on late
    And of course the sound
    Didn't sound shit
    Like when we checked it at eight
    But it was all great
    Even though most rap crews
    Would have beat the sound
    Then ask later
    We the types that would kick the monoters
    Off stage Just cause fools be on faders
    You know the type of night
    When dont a damn thing go right
    And every broad your talking to
    Wanna be at the club on the same night
    Man life be fuckin with a nigga
    I sware
    But askin why me
    Would only draw my ass crazy
    So I try not to go there
    Fuck it just charge it to the game
    Sick of niggas not trying to buy a tape
    Sware they're larger than the game
    But nigga you ain't no better
    Wearin that tommy hill
    Like it's your Muthafuckin varsity letter
    You ain't earned it
    Your momma bought it
    Now you trying to floss it
    But that can cost you your life
    Oh thats right
    You from the suburbs
    Only in the hood for the night
    What about them nights
    You was on your way to the spot
    Got lost
    Put up in the lot
    Found out the club was over(DAMN)
    And to top it all off
    Everybody in the car was still sober
    Man that shit be addin up
    Have you in the car ride home
    Quiet
    Mad as fuck
    Oh what about them times
    You took a bus to the spot
    Got stuck looked up
    And none of the homies
    Was inside(DAMN)
    So you shit out of luck
    All them times
    You were in the middle of the floor dancing
    Then had to duck
    Because some stupid muthafuckers
    Decided it was time
    To shoot the party up
    Man ya'll know whussup
    With all them wack nights you've had
    But remember it can always worse
    When you think it's all bad
    Nights like this
    Got me tryin to put my piss through brick walls
    Wish I was that bitch
    From out of this world
    Put my fingers together
    To make this shit pause
    And freak things to go my way
    For once
    Were movin all individuals
    Who front like them gold caps



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