Текст песни Dres (Formerly Of Black Sheep) - Problems of the World
Dres (Formerly Of Black Sheep) - Problems of the World слова песни
looking sleek, I went to check the little one - all`s well. Put up the tools and clips,; did a few pulls and dips; needin ashower, smack my baby-girl on the hip. I`m on the move kid, I`ll catch you bout seven; shit, showered and strapped and now I gotmy engine revin`. Supereior handling - still got money left from gambling with these kids that I met through these southern joints be scramblin`. Turbo-boost, driving at exorbitant speeds; I proceed to roll a phil cause I can drive with my knees. The way Ilay it down, please, bring new meaning to squeeze - Let my mind coast from ki`s to dungarees to Gee`s Loose ones and tons of fiendson the Hip-Hop scene, but what was once a guillotines`, semi-auto sub machine - I dream elaborate - though it`s gettinbadder it doesn`t matter yet......livin life as we imagined it HEY, WHAT`S WRONG WITH THE WORLD TODAY /BROTHERS BE BUSTIN BROTHERS FOR LESS THAN TIME OF DAY FOR PAY / I`D LIKE TO CHANGE THE WAY THECHILDREN PLAY AND TEACH THE WORLD A BETTER WAY Said I was coolin, puffin La; I heard a knock at the door, and whenI opened, yo, you couldn`t guess what I saw - It was the body of this kid in my life I never seen, on the ground, shorty didn`t even look 16. Must`ve took it to go cause I ain`t even hear the sound - Pulled him in from the hall with wifey holdin me down - He looked dead at a glance, then his eyes did a dance, and he spoke to me while my lady called the ambulance - Told me "Listento the words when a wise man speaks, many men search the world and never find what they seek" - On the verge of tears,looking at what`s left of his chest....My girl came, wiped his head while I had a towel pressed on his torso - moreso than not he`sgonna die, but I`m tellin him he`ll be okay, I gotta lie - It`s this thing called life so many times we take for granted - I hit the La, search deep, and try my best to understand it HOOK The final minutes, seconds penetrate my days like a knife....To us all thepromise death, I bring the promise of life - In my mind I see the time as my eyes see the truth - I see the setting of the sun inside the eyes of the youth.....As I travel God`s creation hoping still to see the sight that give meaning to the splendor of a sunrises light -I disappear in the night to be absorbed in the black - to stack up all of the facts, so when I countereact - a full pack - fully auto, razor like a laser bear - silent but deadly the theme - you might envy the team, for the wealth, loving God is only good foryour health - as for mine - hope to say in time the same for yourself - you`re nice - I be just as....too live to debate - I rock the rugged rhymes that bust ass.....keep food on my plate Just a quarter of the calliber a brother contains and I`m not playing a game- One Love, and one aim HOOK