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Ха-ха, the Г,хилядадеветстотиндеветдесети...,
тогава, когато още съм бил само фен, само фен.
1.
Ти навярно си прав,
че да пушиш е за срам,
Че това те боли и че когато си там
на улицата сред народа
когато ти подам това направо те влудява
и приказваш си сам, а?
Всеки ден, когато си с мен
Обикаляме витрини на какво да се спрем?
Нищо не е наред, а Мерцедес
Чувам пак някой хвали се купил се днес.
А ний се потим,на крак стоим с теб,
приятелю мой
И пак се чудим кой е враг, и кой е свой.
Кой, обичам да пуша, по-малко да пия
И зелена магия във листчето си да завия.
Цигара, ’гат вадя и съм в рубриката ,,Под пара”,
А модерното общество е мъртъв много
преди мен на бара.Бог знам не си, но си винаги
свеж
Знам не можеш просто да пушиш трева и дотук
да спреш.Вървях по улица отпуснат и небрежен,
Но нали съм длъжен това да отбележа-
Добро,хъ, настроението беше, ха-ха-ха познай
От смях стомаха ме болеше. Вървейки,
Радвах се на хубавото време, нещо в мен, обаче,
започваше да дреме.Бавно отминава този слънчев
ден непълноценно си отива и товае против мен.
,,Ганджа” тананиках си любимата песен,
Westside mothafucka пътят е бодлив и тесен
чувах разговори хорски, чувах детски плач
и решихме с мойте хора да направим малко
funky scratch.
2.
Времето вървеше, тъй се движех и аз
Когато рязко закова ме вътрешен глас- момче,
Трябва да си доста луд, за да пропуснеш новия
funky club.Бясно се затичах аз към тази сграда,
шибан надпис ,,Алигатор” красеше нейната фасада
влизаме вътре и знаеш ли каква е хватката?
Хватката е да се омаеме на бара на батката.
Минижуп на коленете тук привлича ми ръцете
На дансинга въртят се бясно хеликоптери прекрасни
Брейкът прави чудеса, въртейки бързо на глава
Група гъвкави тела се начупват във вълна.
Дотук добре, всичко беше гот.Даже прах не остана
по мраморния под. И докато си танцувах
поглед хвърлих към вратата- там, уау!
Май се схванах във краката.
Влизаше надуто някаква звезда,
отдалече го почувствах- да ще бъде тя!
От вратата за ръката скрит погледнах и бедрата.
Сто светкавици, кошмар, май удари ми шамар.
,,А, бе, я се разкарай”, тя ми каза без глас
Спокойно, виж, ъ, просто искам да те чукам и аз!
Не те понасям вече не разбираш ли, човече,
разкарай се де.
Наедно със ритъма жив шамарът звъни,в моите уши
кънти и по ноти звучи.
Хайде разбери тези скапани игри-
ходи с къси поли и шамари върти.
Късно е, прибирам се от този funky club
Вървя по тротоара и си пея ,,На всеки напук”
Котарак се рови в уличен боклук
Не усетих даже как съм стигнал с мойта рима дотук.
Измислена история или не,
Ти във вторник си с мен,
ще се радваш на ден обикновен
това е предостатъчно да разбереш
за какво живееш и защо си роден.
"Toxicity"
Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for their fires, loud neighbours
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
All rights reserved to their respective authors of the song, instrumental and video.Song List :2Pac - I'm Losin' It2Pac- My Closest RoadDogzEminem - SoldierProduced by FIFTY VINC x DIDKER Ahttps://www.youtube.com/user/DidekBeatsMovie: Dracula Untold
Tinctura Anatomica - Premium Selfmade Gin: https://facebook.com/SabiMixx https://facebook.com/Sabi.Mixx.9Lyrics:I pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI'm up before sunrise first to hit the blockLil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocksLearned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kickedNiggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-tedI put the nigga in his casketand now they covering the bastard in plasticI smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it countsTryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounceGettin ghost on the five-oh, fuck them hoesGot a forty-five screamin out surviv-alHey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yoand holla five-oj when I say soDon't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fencesNARC's on a nigga back missin me by inchesAnd they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-fivein the city where the little niggaz dieI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GStill on parole and I'm the first nigga servinPour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve itIf I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealinKinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killinDressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the blockjust a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the copsGettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no endsI'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a BenzI hit the strip I let my music buckdrinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuckRather die makin money, than live poor and legalas I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kiloI need money in a major wayTime to fuck my girl, she gettin paid today, ha hah haI live Thug Life and let the money come to meCause they can never take the game from a young GI pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my GlockAin't no time for a nigga to even cock shitI done seen a motherfucker peep painat point blank range cause he slept on the gameAin't a damn thing changed, they shakin the diceNow roll em if you can't stand pain better hold emCause ain't no tellin what ya might rollYou might fold catch AIDS from a slight coldYou better live ya life to the fullestBe quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull itAnd even if they kill meThey can never take the life of a young GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G- How many must die, before you are satisfied? -
Lyrics to Psychos :
(feat. Notorious B.I.G.)
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G
Disrespect me - my potency is deadly
I'm shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick
because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
but Smalls don't get down like that
Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box
You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx
And I, You really don't want none from Pac
Cause I'll be strapped wit a glock
And throw thangs like I'm born to box
I'll hit this motherfuckin gin then I'll be all in
Hell yeah, Young niggaz straight ballin
And everybody wants to see if I'm a g weighin 185
And I'm high 'til I fuckin die
refrain:
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
Walkin thru tha cemetary, talkin to my homies that was buried,
say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive me
please give me shelter calm my fears,
lifted my head from my hand that'll ball me tears,
I see bodies gettin splashed with acid,
2 shots ring from the plasted guy wrapped in plastic,
bury tha bastard, time to notify,
his family...shiet..
ain't nothin left to be identify,
evacuate the crime scene fast, why?
i heard the feds have a warrent fo my ass, fly
i won't touch down till i see tijauna,
setup a shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana,
label me a success,i made tha switch, retired from the life that neva gave me shit,
but cash that i couldn't spend, countless cars and adict fo a wife, tmy life as a ghetto star
refrain:
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
Just holla my name
And witness game official
Niggas is so shame
They stare stiff like scared bitches
While I remain inside a paradox
Gone my block
Though gun shots is promised to me when will I stop
I hit the weed
And hope to god I can fly high
Witness my enemies
Die when I ride by
They shouldn'ta tried me
Send they bodies to they parents up north
With they faces they wrists and they nuts cut off
Fuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons,
Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitches'll come,
bust ma gun make em all scatta,
bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta,
eat her dead bee-yatch..mercy neva that,
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
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