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Banned from TV (feat. Big Punisher, Cam’ron, Jadakiss, Nature & Styles P)

Noreaga

Hardcore

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N.O.R.E. - Banned from TV (feat. Nature, Big Pun, Cam'ron, Jadakiss & Styles P) [Music Video]

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Noreaga

Vocals

Big Punisher

Vocals

Cam'ron

Vocals

Jadakiss

Vocals

Nature

Vocals

Styles P

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christopher Rios

Christopher Rios

Songwriter

Kasseem Dean

Songwriter

David Styles

Songwriter

Jason Phillips

Songwriter

Jermaine Baxter

Jermaine Baxter

Songwriter

Victor Santiago

Victor Santiago

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Swizz Beatz

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Ayo, ayo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail

I kick street tales, chokin' **** like I'm Sprewell

Golden State, holdin' your fate

In the palm of my hand

Blow you away like it's part of the plan

[Verse 2]

I gotta call it like I see it, talk it like I be it

Walkin' my walk, thugged out orthopedic

'Cause I'm soon to be up, give me room, watch me heat up

**** try to stick me like Abner Louima

[Verse 3]

Follow the leader, make me go extra hard

Yo, Nore, should I hold back or show the repertoire

Quit at sixteen or throw in extra bars

Just for the non-believers

I show 'em why it's so hard to reach us

[Verse 4]

I get pussy with my father's features, puff heavily

See me at 6'1, weigh a buck seventy

Catch me in spots y'all **** never be

Packed in like Green Bay, Harlem Week to Queens Day

[Verse 5]

Performing acapella, no D.J.

'98 Live, no replays, make it seem easy

So tell a friend to tell a friend that it's them again

Nature, Noreaga, Wild Gremlinz

[Verse 6]

Champagne on the rocks, sportin' a Fort Knox Lazarus

Shark salad with carrots, pork chops and apple sauce

Twin connection, disrespect and watch your body cave in

Pump the shotty guaging, hit the shorty while he potty trainin'

[Verse 7]

I ain't playin', I'm truly the worst

You'll be the first to get his whole body fully reversed

Uzi your hearse, leave you double dead, I'm a bubble head

I never listen to nothin' my mother said

[Verse 8]

Ayo I hold **** ransom for money like Johnny Handsome

Been sonnin' so long, I think I got a grandson

My passion is money, a stash and a honey

That won't ask questions but will blast anybody

[Verse 9]

That's my kind of girl, kind of world I want to live in

Not a cell or a prison or in Hell's Armageddon

Just a little ghetto, where my **** control the middle

And know the riddles of life, where others know only a little

[Verse 10]

Been in rich places, sick places

Seen my story, 6,666 pages, wages

I rolled six aces, and at the same dice games

I caught six cases, all over big faces

[Verse 11]

Now it's tipped laces, ready to dig faces

But the bang it ain't a bit spacious

**** buildin' up their rib cages, cats like to rent places

Bloody lip, taste it, but Cam is a big racist

[Verse 12]

But I stay imported, big places

But the world know your girl though, I fuck her off a furlough

She'll be up, hook me up, all your sales could be luck

Only question for these ducks is, baby girl, could we fuck?

[Verse 13]

You the type that need a wife

Thought L-O-X told y'all the key to life, asshole

Yo, I don't play around, I lay it down

Fuck around, I spray around

Flick a biscuit, ****, risk it

My ass, you can kick or kiss it

[Verse 14]

Ain't no **** in the world you know thorough than this

(Bust off) And sit the hot barrel dead on your lips

Like two thirds of brick, Paniero, and 'Kiss

The crystal white fluffy parts that a come back quick

See, the plan is to stash all, and cash y'all's

The weed so strong, they gotta put it in glass jars

**** try to smoke me out, then mope me out

'Cause the rims on my new joint be pokin' out

[Verse 15]

I'm about to have no feelings, shit is deep

Do they dance with the devil when they sleep?

I wake up grippin' the air, wishin' to hear

Shit that they kick in your ear, when your soul drift in the air

[Verse 16]

My gift is half rotten when I'm spittin' some tears

That shit'll drop down my eye, I'm too tired to cry

And I ain't never seen a **** that's too live to die

They say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it

[Verse 17]

If a **** ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it

And we gon' be around till your body rot

And if the feds brung us in, we get the same time Gotti got, ****

[Verse 18]

Ayo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain

The other, smoke chronic like straight to the brain

Yo, let's get loose, Hennessy straight with tomato juice

Queens Stallion, buy guns from the Italians

[Verse 19]

Now y'all **** recognize medallions

I play the best hood, O.T. with Tim Westwood

Used to be on Section 8, now my section is good

Thugged out ****, we eat as much as we could

[Verse 20]

And I don't give a fuck, what, yo, I save my shit

And I don't give a fuck, what, you can save your shit

Y'all **** like extra skin on my dick

Listen to Bob Marley, y'all funny **** like Steve Harvey

[Verse 21]

Frontin' live with a weak army

I play the nice guy too, and even smoke with you

But the realness, I ain't got no love for you

That's why I never do a song with you

[Verse 22]

Not even if your baby moms fucked the crew

And promised to give us head, and swallowed too

I still say low, no is no, no can do

Y'all **** drinkin' haterade, drinkin' my flow, no

Written by: Cameron Giles, Christopher Rios, D Styles, J. Baxter, J. Phillips, Jermain Anthony Baxter, Kasseem Dean, Sanitago

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