Текст песни DJ Kheops f Dreddy Kruger, Faf Larage, P - La Saga 2000
DJ Kheops f Dreddy Kruger, Faf Larage, P - La Saga 2000 слова песни
[Intro: Dreddy Kruger]Yeah, back up in here againFrom Medina to MarseilleYou know what I`m sayin? La Saga 2000Takin Francs to the bank "Dreddy Kruger" -> Dreddy Kruger[Chorus 1: Dreddy Kruger]Up in Sad Hill, IAM, the Sunz of ManRoyal Fam rule, IAM, you know the jamFaf Larage, wrapped in camouflageHip-hop in Mars to Medina is fuckin large[Chorus 2: Faf Larage]Ici la Sad Hill, IAM et Sunz of Man, Royal FamFaf Larage sur son freinLa Saga 2000 pour te remetre а la pageHip-hop, international de bic et Mars[Dreddy Kruger]I can`t see a thing, but I careA mouse piss on cotton, my style is rottenSpoiled by vets who Protect they NecksDo the knowledge to the mathematical slang that`s handsomeFunny hot dogs get played at the speed of fast forwardFor comin toward me with that bullshit, I`m from Bushwick7-1-8, get it straight, you`re fakeI slap the shit outta you with your own fuckin tapeDreddy Kruger from New York, Faf Larage go ahead and elaborate[Faf Larage]Sunz of Man, IAM, Royal Fam, Conquкte et Faf LarageUn Pacte de rhymes larges, Bic et Mars connecteJe vois les fraimes suspectes, c`est ce qui me ralиche, texteCette shit est worldwideCoeur sfou le son a font, c`est chaud qu`on y ailleOptimisй pac mick c`est high quand je tailleEn amorcement voilа c`que c`est, c`est d`rester un exempleConcrйe d`un petit qui vient de la ruePour ceux qui avaient pas le choix, pour ceux qui croientPour ceux qui voulaient reussir mais qu`on a bridй en basPour ceux qui croient que notre place est dans des usines ou des prisonsOn vous chie dessus, vise les sommets avec les notre et on y prend dessus "From Medina to Marseille" -> Timbo King {*cut and scratched*}[Chorus 3 x2: Prodigal Sunn]We movin on strong, learnin right from wrongWhen you dead, buried and gone, yo the world goes onYou see, life is like a Sad Hill song, some blast chromeThe ghetto is a place that we all call home[Prodigal Sunn]It`s the universal Sun-splash, when the guns blastSo run fast, some knights saw the blood and hash, green grassA team of solid brass load a machine for taskReminice about the days when I schemed for cashThought that was the past, never thought my dreams would passHavin a flashback, I was a king, movin to jazzVocal pizazz, every word is sharp as the lastWe move in dark mass, tune as a harp, we mind castKeep my body fast, like a whirlwind, of Tai ChiIt`s the alley do-or-die emcee, one man assemblyI simply, came to rock this M-I-CEndevour to be the greatest livin form of energy[Faf Larage]Sur la vie, comme une mйlodie triste mais demain jurйJ`en ferai la symphonie de mes tripesPour ceux qui ne savent pas lireY faut qui puisse m`entendre, йcrit pour ceux qui comprennentqui faut s`en sortir ensembleЙcrit pour ceux qui veulent niquй le rapOn sent que certains naz ont plus d`impact et gunshot[Prodigal Sunn]I spit my shit like a hurricaneTearin your frame, sparin your family nameStrange and insane from a lifetime of painUsed to roll dice on the train, precise in the gameFuck your ice, fame and shame, I splice juguler vainSpit that W slang bang, witness the bloodstainThe flood came, sustain the grain through mud and rainSustain the grain through mud and rainYo, sustain the grain through mud and rain[Chorus 3][Chorus 1][Chorus 3 (last 2 lines only)][Outro: Dreddy Kruger (Prodigal Sunn)]Marseille.. Marseille.That`s how we do it (It`s just that world that we live in)Francs to the bank (We got plans to live large)La Saga 2000 (We got plans to live large)Yea, yea, Kheops (It`s just that world that we live in)