P.N.C. Song Lyrics

Smif‐n‐Wessun

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Grab a hold of your heart and visualize it's a kickin'
A hollow point slug comin' outta black biscuit
You ain't just from death, we round to the corner, comin' quick
We method outta minds and just don't give a ****
God damn it, gun shots we bust from the clip
Wicked bad boy, snatch the burner on my hip
So feel ya hopes and get dead Mr. Buster
'Cause we ain't got love for none of y'all mutha****as
Chief the black Bar Hard, to do a Rabbi
You're too leary to live, but you not wan' die
All these MC's wit they fancy names and games
I know from the heart, that them not mean a thing
Big up to all the real heads, wit the knuckle game
Rest in peace to all my *****s that was murdered and slain


Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Timz N Hood Chek
  • 2 Wrektime
  • 3 Wontime
  • 4 Wrekonize
  • 5 Sound Bwoy Bureill
  • 6 K.I.M.
  • 7 Bucktown
  • 8 Stand Strong
  • 9 Shinin... Next Shit
  • 10 Cession at tha Doghillee
  • 11 Hellucination
  • 12 Home Sweet Home
  • 13 Wipe Ya Mouf
  • 14 Let's Git It On
  • 15 P.N.C. (intro)
  • 16 P.N.C.


  • credits


    publisher: ©MJJN LLC
    writers: Al Hudson, Cuba Gregory, D. Yates, E. Dewgrade, T. Williams
    album: Track 16 in album Dah Shinin'
    release date: 1995-1-10
    popularity : 60 users have visited this page.
    genres: Hip Hop Stage & Screen
    styles: Thug Rap
    length: 5:41

    Album Information

    label: Wreck Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 091010200528
    script: Latin