Untraceable Lyrics

[Intro:]

Yeah love is love, you know, it's what it is

Had a rough year, got caught up in some bullshit

But my dudes told me, you know squash that X

We gon' go to Miami for Memorial Day

And play for a little while

Yeah we played, yeah boy did we play



[Verse 1:]

Now mind you, my shit ain't plush

But I get up in the morning, and catch the early rush

Listen yo, I'm playing with time

New York state say I owe for the crime

But at least they let me rock for the whole hot Summer

Get my affairs in order, then some gwap to my daughter

My dudes took me to Miami, did we play?

Killed Memorial Day

Stayed at the Sagamore, had a penthouse suite And one on the fifth floor

Ate and partied with a crew of bosses

Cabana on the beach, liquor at arms reach

Came to town with a bag full of pills

Niggas real icy, and broads caught the chills

My dudes ain't no rap niggas

Just real grown men, who can manipulate the figures

Bitches throw in New York and Greensboro

Niggas couldn't front, we was thorough

Seen kids sing Jamal, cause he heavy on the wrist

Boy with a five day spread

Ten star dining, and ten star head

But still kept that thing on cock

I ain't gon' front, I ain't trying to get rocked



[HOOK: Sadat X]

I'm still the untraceable, they can't rate 'Dat

One of the baddest niggas to ever grip this here

The Precog, read the blog

Still get a loose from Ack?

Nigga I'm from your block

Nigga I'm from your block



[Verse 2:]

Yeah, I rip up body, if it smell real good

I might want to taste it, Ma I could

Let's get to mingling, mix chromosomes

Bubble type baths, oils and foams

I really love a reggae, all types of lust

Powerful hips man, I'm about to bust

You open up the door, she could see the seashore

Tempt me, make me want to stick it raw

Brought her to the crib, gave her her own drawer

I'm really quite happy, need I say more?

Will we get married, I'm not really sure

Tracey give me babies, at least 3 or 4



[HOOK: Sadat X]

I'm still the untraceable, they can't rate 'Dat

One of the baddest niggas to ever grip this here

The Precog, read the blog

Still get a loose from Ack?

Nigga I'm from your block

Nigga I'm from your block



[Verse 3:]

Now I'm the man among boys, the street settler

I hit you, and then hit your man, cause he being such a meddler

The Untraceable, went to war with the whole block

Squalor [?] no English for the Dollar

I might holler, let me call my dudes first

More local than mainstream, with my main team

We globetrotters and real grimey

I'd rather them be that way than bein' some-timey

You pretty niggas'll crack, at the first sign of a dust-up

Built non-certified, they brains is fried

You smack her cause he lied, you's a wild boy

Know the Wild Cowboy and where I am, and where I be at

See that grown man shit and be aware

Throw it in the air, might get lifted in the air

I come peaceful, but I will flip cabs on you

Don't say I didn't warn you, you should of joined the army

I'm about to arm me, set my niggas free



[HOOK: Sadat X]

I'm still the untraceable, they can't rate 'Dat

One of the baddest niggas to ever grip this here

The Precog, read the blog

Still get a loose from Ack?

Nigga I'm from your block

Nigga I'm from your block