Текст песни Down 2 Earth - Disgusted
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Hook:"Why ask why do you need a reason?""While you`re squakin` I`ll be chillin` like a vulcan" (x6)Look who`s disgusted to tell of a relationship just dragLife`s a drag Excessions for a drag I`m down to ragsAnd breaks from my old cassette tapeMy boomer box filled with this for the audio rateAin`t nothin` greater then some shakable bubonicMy jams the chronicSuggestive the whole mind state is pure agressional best infessionBaby you and me can get downMy boogie live my family jive with the woofer and down aaaye!I explore rappin` within the groove I make things happen And ask when I critique myself to rappin` beatsI sign my strength get to length Then pray apon the weak I`m absoleteWithout brew I just don`t know what to doA soul mystifiers on bound action like the truthMy baby boo thinks stack I got my tootsie roll on holdWeak to the nareic known as Sugar Baby MC`s back up yeah yeah as this plaque unfolds 1-2 I`m disgusted like that. 1-2 Down to Earth is disgusted like that1-2 I`m disgusted like that. 1-2 In every sense of the word"While your squakin I`ll be chillin like a vulcan" (x 4)Check it now baby listen, I`ll remain sane within my restrictions So much heat in my kitchen Ikeep the arrogent just bitchin My back sternI learn so many suckers carry shanks Before you can blink your feelin the insertion of the break I`m head overdue the world and it`s ways I except fake like most MC`s except props And now I`m thinkin`, I`m thinking of relationshipsNo thanks for your help Down 2 Earth is at selfNow baby bust itWhy you have to leave me so disgustedThe thought of having to leave reinfestedOur love was thick but in the end you be the dizMy name is Eric and I`m sure you won`t forget itFor now I have to leave you with a pound and some distanceNo reminising this is far for me to get you inSo I`ve been feusin; baby you and me ain`t down1-2 mic checkin` as I leave you with this questionHook (x4)The frustrated far from fasinated Between the lust and the hated portrier of your avmentFrom a lover to a hater all that matters Is that the Eath makes splattersMission mode stop the presses, the pressure is depressionNo depression just boredomStop naggin` me, attitude antagastigeMy boots are knockin` but my door is lockedI got some force to crack a fills and plus a jung on the trackHip hop should never front on meback to whom it my concern form the pleasure to terrorInbetween a rock and a pillow Too bored to stay awake but I can`t get caught sleepin`I must of slept no regrets I ddin`t slip sleep slumbersNo time to get involved pick a numberHook