Текст песни 3X Krazy fMob Figaz - Immortalized
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[phone conversation for 25 seconds][Bart]We on a paper chase!I see it all through my third eyeyou played it fast so we ??? push it worldwideit`s juss a mental suicide, Kamakaziegot the plug on this game, so we on the plane Fridayfinally, its a motherfuckin hitclicks fists of four-fifths, Steady Mobb in this bitchI see his eyes wide, his wig split upon some murderous an half of his muthafuckin clan was on some other shit scramblinthem bullets through his skin tissueit`s America`s hostyou knew the game never fit youit`s all officialhis last breath was on his line frontImmortalized, his time has come[Chorus 2X: Bart]Immortalized!Blood shot red my eyeswhen the gun shots spread the skies it aint no where to hideI swear to God, a credit card cant account for the hateboy it`s too late, theres no escape we already plannin ya wake[Keek Da Sneak]Uh, break me downroll me up an hit itdon`t shake me nowtake another hit, I want you to feel itthis the realestthis is what you`ll be hearin through the backstreets, starrinhit the baronbut dont forget, always check ya side views, an ya rear-endniggas fearin, for the fact that you havin paper, an you dealinridin fetti, an a couple of hatas gon catch you when you aint readylike Redman, take it ??? ??? from the backto the head from lettin it seen ???casket bed mebut instead me, I`ma live through it allI spit an fallI`ve been feelin like that since 2 Rawlike Above The LawI was off that V-Sbitin titties through the braan nigga we jussget a kick outta breakin the lawan then dig thiscuttie that be breakin me offan I need thisso I`m tryin to snatch it allits scratch an fallI`d rather stay on top an ballso my family is set when death calls[Chorus][Ridah of Mob Figaz]Now what they thought?That I`d give up an get caughtafter Igrab the nine an headed straight for the vaultwhen there aint never been a battle that I fought an lostwit out my... opponnent bein traced out in chalkbut I still aint satisfiedso peep the rapid-firethis`ll be the day I die, fuck rappin, I`ll retirenegotiators said he`ll provide, the paper I desirebut he`s a liaran I`m tired of bein lied tooso we die too, when I ride throughbustin in wit the hostageskillin me, the guilt in me, fuck the cops an shitspectators see the caper, holla "Stop this kid!"but its too lateI fear no fate, plus shootin straightan its funnycuz all I ever wanted was some moneyan someone to suck me like they had no teethnow all of a sudden these motherfuckers wanna know mecall me down, sayin "Ridah let the hostages free!"But I`m on some, fuck the world shit, an I don`t knowI guess I`m stressed off the bullshit[Fed-X of the Mob Figaz]I`ve done adapted to this environmentNow they can`t stop meA Mob FiggaMilitary tactics menace to societyOne of the chosen fiveThat lead immortal livesSnatchin` all the productBreakin` every bone in the closetI`m out to get the data