Текст песни Dom PaChino f Tommy Whispers - 1000 Dollar Watches
Dom PaChino f Tommy Whispers - 1000 Dollar Watches слова песни
[Dom PaChino]The Terrorist..Here`s your opportunity to judge as my plea I set in unityThese tough guys, rockin` blue vests in my communityI purchase one, camouflage sun, with my machine gunThat holds more, spits more power you never seen beforeFaced, in the trial of your life, you never been lacedor felt the slug rip through ya flesh, shorten ya paceIt`s a pity to see the dirt caked up before my faceTongue kept a nasty taste, right-hand grip the toastanother hammer huggin` my waistYou was raised on a whole different side of the placeI was strugglin`, feedin` my seeds, trapped in the pleasWhile you was Downtown in ya man`s jeep listenin` to soundsElevator action, diggin` pockets with .44sYou was hangin` out with local friends at liqour storesDid a bid, elevator came out, LPs in stores everywhereTerrorist shit is all you hearWhen you creep through the streets where I live with four Taurus`sthe chorus is just a reflection of what the verse isNew fish, lookin` nervous upon the surfaceTerrorist, at your service, split you on purpose[Hook x2: Dom PaChino]1000 Dollar Watches, chains and iced out rings2 for 5 baby is the song that we singPhone-blowin` racists gettin` sent to the bingThe Earth is my kingdom, I`m pronounced King[Tommy Whispers]Once again, I find myself back in the penGettin` it on, 50 men strong, swingin` sharp gemsLong bolo`s, runnin` for solo in this danger zoneThe God, told me to stay away from po-pocouldn`t, got caught up in a chokeholdNo control of my actionsplus blazin` on these Staten streetsMissin` the hell out of fuckin` wifey on satin sheetsJeans whackin` my meat, bash they faces `til blood reaches they feetGerman thugs put you to sleep, prepareCell-house locked in a squareNiggaz stare you down, No Smiles, on the Island you the clownMaytag, dirty inmates, scared to take bathsRip you in half, build with the God, today`s math`Razor and Nash, it`s real now, get your steel nowAll my inmates, tell me how you feel now[Hook x3][Dom PaChino]Offical warhead, infect ya brain tissue with poison leadGlobal patrol, first to make it go, buzzin` with morse codeStrike `em out, three in a row, power like CastroBustin` stardust, blind-folded, machine gun gold, foldedBanana clip, all iced out, my man sold it to a foreignerP.L.O. man, hold down a store with itGot robbed, fleed to his country and went to war with itThe bi-coastal, rhymes loco, darts`ll toast youShort trip, Powerule man, Terrorist vocalsComplex murderous mind`ll smoke youWhen I black out, you wanna bet money? Pull ya stack outTerrorist, in the daylight, expose the Mac outWe dangerous, I be a strong link within the chain of thisBobby be the lock, you get a shot when I`m aimin` this[Hook x3]