Текст песни Black Moon - Son Get Wrec
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(Verse)This is a warning I advise you all to stay alertYo Reals grab the nine cause it`s time to go to workAsk Dee, rest the rhythm, I hit `me, then I just split `emBesta believe that`s the way you should`ve did himBacking niggaz down with the heat, feel the flameRipping through your flesh, can you handle the painI don`t give a fuck, I never did, I never willA little Crooklyn knight nigga with the skill to killWhich to the point I will extend the trey poundNobody makes a move, nobody makes a soundCatch mad wreck, raise hell with my crewChilling in the east as I sip on a brewDrugs no frills cause the dutch is the masterAn individual who blows up because I have toBust mad shots, it`s time for me to misbehaveWhoever doesn`t like it we can take it to the grave(Chorus 4x)SON GET WRECSON GET WRECSON GET WRECIt`s time for you to represent(Verse)I`m a grave digging nigga that can hold his own weightThey tried to flex on the five now they lives is at fateThey didn`t think I had enough heart to set off the sparkI`m a shorty getting naughty getting ill after darkMy eyes are bloodshot redAll the hell I feel has set the stage in my kingdomAnd not your rule in every state, the war as begunI`m about just blow, so pass the hand grenadeIt`s time to let you know my freaks do deeds, thoughPlus they will, three slugs through your grillThe pain you will feel, rippin`, wrecking, causing mad dramaYou acted like you want it, now you crippled like your momma(Chorus 4x)SON GET WRECKSON GET WRECKSON GET WRECKIt`s time for you to represent(Verse)Spread your wind and prepare to meet your makerFucking with the five, I`m like the average night takerDeaths in the street, in the borough known as BrooklynWhere niggaz lose they life and they get their shit tookenGuilters run it all, don`t even try to riffShoved down his throat was the nickel-plated 5thShoot out his brains, left them on the dinner tableWent home, got the urge to watch a little cableJust lay your back, and think about the things that I doThrow on my timberlands, grabbed my crooked eye brewWell my man Due, told me to met him at the spotCause things is getting hot, too many bodies in the lotJust the other day they raped a girl in the exitPut her in the dorm, now she three months pregnantDamn it`s so real in the heart of buck townHe`d better think before he dare to fuck around(Chorus 4x)SON GET WRECKSON GET WRECKSON GET WRECKIt`s time for you to represent