Текст песни Abstract Rude - Come Out To Play
Abstract Rude - Come Out To Play слова песни
Mass distortion the amps are screamingPandemonium in the B-Boy KingdomDestroy and sting `em venemous sharp tipFeeling his pen strokesFor women and men folkAb`s recording for bastard orphansAll homes is broken life`s in your handsDon`t let the moment stifle your plansGod bless the homeless no one supports themPuffin` Alaskan or maybe some OregonFeel the wrath of Scorpion to your misfortuneSet the torches, my last one scorched `emNow they back for more of this natural order`Stract is sort of addictive on yaStrong as a prescription for some pure ganjaCode of Honor and secret holdin`From the oldest shamen to youngest, quote it in(chorus)Warriors, come out to play-ee-ay-ee-ay (Where my warriors at? Where my warriors at?)With swords and shields and guns and knivesWith pens and pads turntables mics we`reWarriors, come out to play-ee-ay-ee-ay (Where my warriors at? Where my warriors at?)With chains and bats brass knuckles pipesWith rhymes I write that can shed some light on thisMass confusion the spotlight beamingTrip like illusions in colliseumsMy contribution will fry their braincellsBlaze a tight rhyme now it`s time to raise hellWe come with the bomb and best cutsAnd when the show`s over your hair is messed up likeMass distortion grabbin` the porcelainDrunk too much gin throw it back up nauseousCautious, do not drink too much nightly don`t knowWhen my last day here might beRights of passage, life`s a math testAdd up your successes and losses clashesWith arch-rivals, we tribalMy whole discography`s a BibleDon`t bite your idolsWon`t play high-postBut when I sleep it`s only one eye closed, niggas(chorus)