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Текст песни Cut Father, Mad Child, Buc Fifty - Go For Mine

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(Cut Father)[Talking]Yeah, from the top..I dont think they knowBut as if you didnt know by nowIll Brothers, Swollen Members, (Buc Fifty),T2B FamIt never stop...Too many ducks in the game nowIts about...time we evaporate all you muh`fuckers for realNo doubt, We live to spit the real (yeah) We live to spit the real (uh)(Cut Father)Line fanaticAttack rhymes leave damaging foesWho appose Cut FatherCouldnt manage to erase me out the gameSoutheast 6-1-9 battle veteranInto competition IVictimize verb spray, ghetto wordplayTake shit back to the days of K-dayReady rock, Babylonga chest non-stopWorld domination fuck curves serve ya` blockSouth Pacific, Scientific cause panicSpittin` lines to rep for the flaw see eyed planetYa homosexual rap cats can scratch thatGun play for gays fake thugs fake waysThoughts are generated never scared to start spittin`Dont hear nothing but the music im slippin`Ill Brothers..ever evolving ducks fallin`Into rhyme relapse these rugged tracksMad Child (blaze) spittin real pine chalkIn memory of Rob One cuz he cant be stopped(Chorus)[Scratched](Mad Child)Swingin` the axeBringin the pain while I`m bringing the factsKeep climbing cuz I`m working while these others relaxRippin` tracks with Cut Father no bother half steppin`Mad Child and Buc Fifty thats 3 deadly weaponsReppin` the WestStaple a Maple Leaf to my chestThats 16 bars between stars and stripesUsed to go to malls and fightNow I stay up all nightThinking...mapping out my future cuz my families tightWe keep it thoroughI get inside ya head just like a neuro-surgeonThere`s some my origin it`s discouraginNo fadin` this Canadian HurricaneKeep flourishin` doubt this how`s this?I put my money where my mouth isJobs for North and SouthYou dont know nothing about thisPartners starting to labelLabel the rock for the unstableTerrifying talentsOf the mentally unbalancedKing of skull-crushing confusionThat welcomes any challenge(Chorus)(Buc Fifty)I can handcuff lightning throw thunder in jailHold tornadoes in the palm of both hands without bailFor fade-away diggin bomb...I am phenomo-nailIf I layed on train tracks I`d make that shit da-railHold still I`m so ill I make medicine sickKilla bricks so my head split while I`m playing with thisStylin` till I`m ill I`m good and well done with itYou a broke wrist rapper with a full flavor pack ofJimmy on the breath sugar footed crew dat back ya`Gimme a reason to step up to ya fools and jack-jackasBackpackas out-ac-actors that can stacksa casual factorsWhile I keep ya whack whackers(Chorus)

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