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Buddha Monk

Sometime Faces

  rap  wu-tang  hip-hop  wu-fam  underground rap
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Текст песни Buddha Monk - Sometime Faces

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[intro: buddha monk, (unknown singer sample), {computerized deep voice}](smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes)Now tell me, just let me get you nowYa right there God {robberies}Innocent bystanders {shots laid out}{this ones the new one} you cant do that{heres somethin youve been waitin to hear}What up god? (smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes)Come.. come follow me {come on motherfuckers}(smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes){the tiger, check it out on these streets}[chorus: buddha monk & drunken dragon]Come follow me on this journey of deep darknessWhere most niggaz bust off slugs and do robberiesThe victims are some known and some unknownWhile the good die yound and the bad makes it home[buddha monk]Heres an innocent bystander, shot while out, randomBy this kid named ty who received his first handgunBobbys hot from two shots that tore his knotNow the doctor prescribed, he might not live long ? He got his vest on, suited up with army fatiguesTo find this kid, and make sure I make his ass bleedNow we multiple by six, a pick and mad up the fast ? Flintch, nigga move and ya bound to get hitWe tied his rich, the nigga started screamin like a bitchNow his eyes red, blood drippin out of his headIs he dead? no, never take his motherfuckin ? His last request, asked to remove his last breatheGrabbed his chest and separated the head from the neck[chorus][buddha monk]Now ? to make a meal with your man from out of stateYou first mistake, hated the nigga who sells weightsOn the corner, fifth and eighth is where he caught the mad papesHe once moved faster than a rock off the placeSet up a plate, called over to this gril named chaseHer skin is smooth, ? than a buck-fifty inchDressed up in lace, watered hair, long, black and fakeHer skin is caped, nails done up by fuckin stakesGotta somethin to make, checkmate, the plan is goin greatHe asked the name, my friends call me ? He didnt know the plan was to stop his money flowHe lay in the land of the dreams, saw how to suck stacys toesNow mr. large comes in from the back row>from where I stand, it looked like he had a fo-foHis mistakes, ah, she burns rubber from the acNow the nigga lays, just lays flat on his backHer surprise, he didnt look with his right eyeOr the third eye, now the streets rain bloody murderThe nigga lost, caught two slugs from a a thugIn his mug, another body bagged, was drugged[chorus][various talk][sample]Smilling faces, smiling faces.. sometimes (x8)

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