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>>224399884 ЛУК ИФ Ю ХЭД ВАН ШАТ, ОУР ВАН ОПАТЁНИТИ ТУ СИЗ ЭВРИФИНГ Ю ЭВАР ВОНТЕД.. ИН ВАН МОМЕНТ ВУД Ю КАПЧЮ ИТ.. ОР ДЖАСТ ЛЕТ ИТ СЛИПТ? ЙОУ!!!
ХИС ПАЛМС А СВЭТИ, НИС ВИК, АМС А ХЭВИ ЗИС ВОМИТ ОН ХИС СВЕТЭР ОЛРЭДИ, МОМС СПЭГГЕТИ ХИС ИЗ НЁРВАС, БАТ ОН ЗЭ СЁФЭС ХИ ЛУКС КОЛМ ЭНД РЭДИ ТУ ДРАП БОМБС, БАТ ХИ КИПС ОН ФОГГЕТИНГ
>>224399884 > Yo, His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now The clock’s run out, time’s up, over bloah Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes rabbit, he choked He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that No, he won’t have it , he knows his whole back city ropes It don’t matter, he’s dope He knows that, but he’s broke He’s so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s Back to the lab again yo This whole rap st Better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him
[Refrain] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo, You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better,
His soul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortom It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water These ho’s don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds I suppose it’s old partner, but the beat goes on Da da dum da dum da da
[Refrain]
No more games, I’ma change what you call rage Tear this mn roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5 And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family Cause man, these gm food stamps don’t buy diapers And it’s no movie, there’s no Makai Pheiffer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter-totter caught up between bein a father and a pre-madonna Baby mama drama’s screamin on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail I’ve got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot Success is my only mn option, failure’s not Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot So here I go is my shot. Feet fail me not this may be the only opportunity that I got
>>224399884 АЙ СИТ БЭК ВИЗ ЗИС ПЭК ОФ ЗИГЗЭГС ЭНД ЗИС БЭГ ОФ ЗИС ВИД ИТ ГИВЕС ИМ ШИТ НИДИЕД ТУ БИ ЗЭ МОСТ МИНИНГ ЭМСИ ОН ЗИС - ОН ЗИС ЭРФС КОУЗ СИНС БИРС АЙ БИН КЁРСЕД ВИЗ ЗИС КЁРС ТУ ДЖАСТ КЁРСЕД ЭНД ДЖАСТ БЛЁРТ ЗИС БЕРЗЁРК ЭНД БИЗЗОРЕ ШИТ ЗАТ ВЁРКС
>>224399884 These ideas are nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care He's a problem child What bothers him all comes out, when he talks about His fuckin' dad walkin' out 'Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions go...
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy, only have one homie Only this gun, lonely 'cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a motherfucker they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get their hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense Pete It's all political, if my music is literal, and I'm a criminal how the fuck can I raise a little girl I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you...
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well can it load a gun up for you, and cock it too Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols And they want to get one 'cause they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it 'Cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can...
Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
>>224401967 I will make it go away Can't be here no more Seems this is the only way I will soon be gone These feelings will be gone These feelings will be gone
>>224402504 Ладно, тред уже к концу идёт. Подсказки 1 - он отец и у него похитили сына. 2 - он детектив и его подставил один конкретный человек 3 - ну думаю тут узнали, Макс 4 - он почти выполнил расследование, но внезапно появилась одна КОРОБОЧКА... Теперь узнали?
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