Make ’Em Pay

By N.O.R.E.

On Drunk Uncle

Released on 2016

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[Intro: N.O.R.E.]

Yeah we got the west coast in here

South is in here

That east coast is in here for sure

And right now

We [?] trials and tribulations

People turned they back on us

They turned they back on us

We gon make them pay though


[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]

They say live fast and die young

I drive fast cars till the buys done

And never love hoes, or despise none

Life is a bitch, you should make her cum

Eat it up some

Levi jeans too

Green Kush, me and coop

You a [?] octogon

A nigga got kids like [?]

So we can sit back, reflect on the past

They try to shit on a nigga, wipe ass

I make hits, and they look right past

Felt like I lost weight, bypass

I will make them pay [?]


[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

So many years, and so many tears

I cried for you

I cried for you

I'm gon make you pay for it


[?]

I'll die for you

I'm gon make you pay for it


[Verse 2: N.O.R.E.]

Grew up like a screw up, 57 Av

I slung rocks as a child, you do, you pack bags

Dreams of fat cash, heavy supreme team

It was a Queens' thing, they was a cream feend

[?] like Fredreck Douglous

Thuggish ruggish, underground railroad

Respect the jail code

Respect the asembley

Pledge allegiance

Crush all pretence

Snakes and the leegens

I loaded up, just to see them back off

Rip your spine out your back, now your fuckin back off

The roof off the car, that's off

I will make them pay, that's all


[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

So many years, and so many tears

I cried for you

I cried for you

I'm gon make you pay for it


[?]

I'll die for you

I'm gon make you pay for it


[Verse 3: Killer Mike]

Niggas say I couldn't do it, fuck him, fuck that

Life threw a bullet, so I bust back

Brap brap, then I dip from the scene

Get away clean, tears lookin mean

Top of the world with a couple bad girls

I remember when a young nigga had no

No clothes, no hoes, and no home

A nigga couldn't get fronted money or dope

Man I was ass out here, no pamper

Stuck on the westside, deep in Atlanta

Riding in my Chevy, thinking heavy like [?]

When a nigga blow up, I just go crazy

Niggas sellin coke, shit getting gravy


[?]

In this summer, everybody got [?]

And everybody went to tell it when they got locked

And the clean crime bill got a nigga 20 years

And I done seen a duzzen niggas' mama's cry tears

My partner only 20, and he got a hundred years

Not a nigga on the jurry, what the fuck was his pick?


[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

So many years, and so many tears

I cried for you

I cried for you

I'm gon make you pay for it


[?]

I'll die for you

I'm gon make you pay for it