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Текст песни Cappadonna - War Rats

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[Verse 1]Less seen and less heard, It`s the pillagelive where we die for trade, orphans of the industry, rise up againstpretense, DJ`s of segregation come together plottin` on the Nationcats got the puff powder danceunderground economics, take a chance at the crackpotspeak at the ones on topat the gay bar your best rap star caught not keepin` it realwhats the deal wit` ya`ll wanna be MC`s when Ghost hit youthe struggle is official with thischill `cause we don`t mix wit` yall uncle Tomerswe rock those real black leather bombersfor real, Park Hill not Beverly Hillsya`ll better be stillmy brains come out of my ball pen for my originI put the work in, any predictamentin fact it don`t matter to methe rap Oprah Winfrey with less currencybut rock beautifully, no security with mehard times and prophecyone idea, two children and three for virginitypure energy whenever you confront meI`ma take yours, star wars. [Chorus]Star Wars, storm troopers, evil rulersNew manuevers, Black German Luger laser beam(repeat Chorus)[Verse 2]The tables turned now, enter Shaolin where it`s cold nowlet the Teck blow nowmore Jungle nails, Parkhillbillies pour gas on Philliesblocks where the Babies pick locksand Women make love to other Womenit`s the pillage, your Mother`s Sonsno more cold war, it be the poor onesno radio play, from the hallway to the doorwaythey banned us, cease to understand usrap criminals segregated, player hatedunderrated, project recipientsCappadonna, bag with the marijuanaI`m a late-comer, I spread love last Summerphotographs with the Hummera young dumber, bound to get dumberI speak the real CB, pillage monopolytalk a XYZ, ain`t nothin` like WBO.T.F., a bag of Uno SixtyI love how the weed get mesee me whole style trickygats under the table, the tables turn nowlife is too short and too foulfake Brothers will get exiledStaten Island style, chicka-Pow![Chorus] - 2X[Verse 3]I drop paragraphs of informationmy mind starts racin`I`m in the lot dancin` with the hard-headedI start to attack on every track when I reactdancehall style, ain`t nothin` niceI came to regulate, Cappachino the greatcomin` from all sorts of anglesI close in, my team be the chosenauthorized like a hat tucked inyou get sucked in, catch a repurcussion and crushed inparalyzed, open your eyes, it`s us againO.T.F. hit you like the blow of deathpulled while you was `sleepwith or without the gold teethcrunch and lounge, Q guardin` the doorit`s like Comstock, we in the Belly similar to clockBoys to Men buildin`, in the streetOatmeal and Cream of Wheatthugs smoke leek, it`s like the penile in the ghettoPalmetto, chocolate trees, crying Babiesrabies to the ringworm, take a turn and get burnedtryin` to be this, realnessShaolin barracks is very high temperedsensed it in the water sorrounded by the fairy boatshallways with pissy cut throatswe forever live, gotta protect the orphanagethe beast men, learn to fight back with the poilcemenStar Wars...Star Wars. [Chorus] - 3x

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