Текст песни C-Rayz Walz - Camouflage
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[Intro/Chorus]"Don`t camouflage, don`t camouflage your feelings"[Walz] Camouflage.."Don`t camouflage, don`t camouflage your feelings"[Walz] We all camouflage.."Don`t camouflage, don`t camouflage your feelings"[Walz] We all camouflage.."Don`t camouflage, don`t camouflage your feelings"[C-Rayz Walz]From 41 shots, we +Dodge+ like +Neons+Still smellin foul, from the bullshit we be onMore than words, YOU HEARD, the actions of speechI seen a lot of things change, like blacks with moneyCats say they pack heat, but the boiler`s brokenIt`s easy to be iced out when your mind`s frozenThe proof is absolute truth, we call it rawIt rains and most still go chasin "Waterfalls"Excited by the night life, and the trife streetsI recall the pictures of Elijah, starin at meNow we hustle with the grim reaper, in gym sneakersPhlegm speakers, when it comes to reefer it`s deeperWE WAS YOUNG FLOWERS, surrounded by weedsCamouflaged feelings, blend in with the treesBefore degrees, I studied with the fiends in the parkAnd the fire from the crack pipe made the day darkAnd it`s still art![Chorus][C-Rayz Walz]You want wealth, search for self, find what you lookin forI got a Boogie Down mind, with a Brooklyn jawMy Queens life through your eyes, my sneakers adjust sizeThe speakers through the rhymes (SOUND BETTER EQUALIZED)Burn down buildings, pyramids, project pissIt`s like life revolves around kicks, clips and scriptChicks in whips here`s a tip, hollow ones`ll split ya zipperAnd the triggers get you stuck on the Island like SkipperAnd the Gilligans`ll kill again; blank spots? Fill `em inTanktops? Mental men; train stops? AdrenalineRush hour change, seize the pain seepsRun straight through every town like Main Street!My brain keep the days of high-top fades, Gazelle shadesAnd MC`s, gettin live on stageGym star bar scar, act like you doin timeSee through the fine lines, cause the mind`s designed as camouflage[Chorus][C-Rayz Walz]Bulletproof gun-brellas, for the rain/reign of the tecRubber-gripped nines, when task split ya vest kiss ya chestfor the hell of it, I live where life is irrelevantDead friends stay in my head like elephant, memoryNECESSARY BY ANY MEANS, this too shall passChalk outlines your body like a sick art classCrack is 18 years old, so young but treacherousThe destruction of the hood is effortless, the error ismad kids be like YO, WHY SHE HAD ME?AIYYO WHO DADDY IS? This my other baby daddyWhat a fuckin shame, I`m drunk in the rain, duckin the painMy soldiers slang, I meditate with a migraineYou want my chain? I hope you know white craneOr get flamed left in a puddle of money, maintainI want change, tired of drugs and rats, thugs and gatsThere`s still love for you black, hip-hop and rap, it`s camouflage[Chorus][ad libs, shout outs and DJ scratches to fade]{*"Life as a shorty shouldn`t be so rough*"}