Текст песни Big Stan f DMX - Exit Wounds soundtrack
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[DMX]Sometimes I will take my brother by the armOther times I will take my brother by the shoulderThen there are times I will take my brother by the neckAny way I touch you, walk with me..Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRRThis ain`t the way it`s supposed to be (B.S.!)This ain`t the way it`s supposed to be (off that bloodline thang)This ain`t the way it`s supposed to be!This ain`t the way, shit is supposed to be!![Big Stan]Now I done seen the streets turned into a beast with sharp teethPut claws in the strong and just devour the weakMake them proud niggaz humble (uh-huh)Then turn around and make them loud niggaz mumble (uh-huh)In the jungle I done seen niggaz voted "Most likely to win"lose it all at the end of a stem; what a lame (uhh)Friends killin friends for paper, what a shame (uhh)And everybody thinkin they players, what a game (damn)I done seen this whole shit changeLooked again and realized that ain`t shit changed (WHAT?!)Except the fact that I`m a grown man now (uhh) standin on my own twoUsed to hate guns, now a nigga own two (C`MON!)Twin glocks for cops and use I promise toI ain`t goin out like Amadou, you know what I`ma do (AIGHT?)So sit back and try to visualize if you canAll the stories of a wise man - walk with me[Chorus: DMX]Look at my life.. look at how I liveLook at what I go through.. so what I`ve got to give (THIS IS IT!!)Look at my li-ife.. look at how I liveLook at what I go through.. so what I`ve got to give (THIS IS IT!!)[Big Stan](My nigga!) Now I`ve done seen life play jokes with death as a punchlineIn a world with no hope, struggle to get mineI was raised in a time of regret and bad news (uh-huh)So I was taught my values by bad dudes (uhh)Hustlers and killers.. they taught me wrong from rightTold me everything that`s wrong is right, likeHoppin a train, poppin the thangAnd havin hot blocks poppin with `caine, lockin the game (C`MON!!)And the more shit, change, the more it`s the sameAnd the more you try to get rid of it, the more it remainsYou remember when the kid`s dream to get to the topwas bein doctors, firemen, even the cops?Look at the kids now, lost, no hopeTo get ahead they plan to rap, play ball, or sell dope (ooooh)And if you thinkin we the problem you wrongA generation died at the same time our fathers was born[Chorus][Big Stan]I`ve seen a broken home influence a good kid to go badCause boys with sane minds to go mad (uhh)And young girls to lose they innocence so fastAnd so often the results are so sadLosin her skirt, don`t even know what flirt meansSo a baby`s poppin up with a baby at thirteen (damn)A few years, she tried to settle down with her manTried to stop fuckin all them other niggaz and can`tThough she want to, the curse got her doin this dirtCause she saw mommy do it whenever daddy went to work (damn)And it hurts, I know the pain call it the truthBad parents are destroyin the youth, I been there (WHAT?!)I`ve watched men beat on my mother my whole lifeSo when I hit my baby mother I thought it was alright (NO!!!)Maybe if I woke up and them niggaz was goneI woulda knew that all the hittin was wrong, talk to me[Chorus] - 2X[DMX]My niggazThis, is, for my niggazThis, is, for my niggazThis, is, for my niggazThis right here?! Is for my niggazB.S. baby! Uh-huh, uhhBloodline, bloodline, bloodline!All my dogs, off the motherfuckin chain!Arf, arf, arf, arf, arf-arf, ya heard?Bitch ass nigga (bitch ass nigga!)Iceberg, hoo, B.K.! Ali X! St. Claire! Jinx!