Текст песни Geto Boys f Ganksta NIP, Seagram - Action Speaks Louder than Words
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( *phone rings* )[ operator ]Too Black Records[ James A. Smith ]Yeah, this is Jay[ operator ]Hold on, Jay[ Too Black Records representative ]Hey Jay, long time no hear, man, what`s up?[ James A. Smith ]Say manPeople been kicking around a lot of hoe shit in my ears[ Too Black Records representative ]Is that right?[ James A. Smith ]Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class Wreckin` Crew-?Homosexual? disrespect some real soldiers[ Too Black Records representative ]What time it is then, right?[ James A. Smith ]It`s time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and 69th Curbs And really let a muthafucka know(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]Roll em up and I smoke emTried to break, so I broke emBusted his ass in the head, that`s when I grabbed him and choked himI`m on revenge, a psychopath, the master of wreckin shitComes back with a body blow, hittin hard as a fuckin brickDon`t fuck with the mastermind, I`ma tell you like thatCause I`m the type of nigga that`ll still you with a bumper jackBetter yet grab a bat, apart from the packThen commence to beat on your head to the muthafuckin factI`m ragin like Manson, I`m a muthafuckin thrillerFriday 13th`s my birthday, so I was a born killerBrought up as a trouble kid, devious shit`s what I shoulda didMom had an abortion with me, but a nigga livedI don`t fear losin life, cause life just lost meShadow of death keeps followin me and I can`t get him off me2 years of my life were spent in a mental healthI`m a treath to society, then again to my fuckin selfI`m losin my fuckin mind, my veins begin swellin`Kill that muthafucka!` I hear voices in my head yellinMe get caught in a cross, that`s absurdYour head is a tennis ball and I`m about to serve(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 2: Ganksta NIP ]Bodybags in the bushes, see, I tried to tell emI just hope pretty soon that somebody smell emMy lyrics get deeper and deeperMack 10, 12-guage, Tec-9 plus a Street SweeperNigga, Ganksta NIP`s in the houseTime I see a mouse automatic spaghetti sauceBeen poor all my life, so I reach for the skyI regret I was born, I can`t wait till I dieAnd leave blood on the curtainFatal thoughts of death, suicide is certainI kill for a quarter, lyrics deep as the waterPeace to Rodney King, I got they ass in slaughterInsane is what I amI`m like Silence of the muthafuckin LambsGanksta NIP ain`t no bragger-boasterMigraine headaches made me sleep in a toasterStep in my face, I`ll commence the hittin( *3 shots* ) 9 milli ain`t bullshittinDown with Seag from the 69th CurbsTell em, Triple 6 (action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 3: Willie D ]Well, first of all..I shock em and clock em and pop em and drop em, flop em, then I mop emIn they muthafuckin tracks is where I stop emUnless you down with a bloody noseSave the cussin and fussin and pointin fingers for them hoesTalk is cheap, I catch your ass on the sneakAnd hit you everywhere but under your feetThink it`s a game when it ain`tI`m lettin you talk, but bitch, I`ll knock yo lips offAnd get ready for your kinfolkYour little sister be the first one to get smokedThen I grab your grandma by her weave hairAnd whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wearI`m from the bloody 5th and that`s it, trick bitchYou don`t know who you`re fuckin withI break this 10 1/2 so deep in your assThat you`ll be lookin like a faggot on the ragI`m goin for bam like Scarface and NIPWhat they leave of your ass Willie D gonna ripAll of that muthafuckin talkin is for the birdsI do this ( *shots* ) cause action speaks louder than words(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)[ VERSE 4: Seagram ]Time to be accounted for the all-words spunkCounterfeit gangstas, pranksters and chumpsTalkin real loud in front of a crowd, dare yaI show your punk ass, nigga, better than I can tell yaSignin checks that your punk ass can`t cashGot your album cover full of punks wearin ski masksWho ain`t never felt froggish, you won`t leapBarkin like a bear and bitin like a fleaBusters, straight suckers, muthafuckasDonald Goines-readin-ass wanna-be hustlersIt`s Seag from Oakland, the one who lays orderQuit lyin to kick it and make a run for the borderWillie D, Bushwick, Scarface and Ganksta NIPGave me the tip on the niggas yappin lipToo Black hooked me, Lil` Jay booked meShakin em, breakin em, makin and takin em fakin fuckin rookiesAnd all that loud shit, nigga, don`t startThey`ll find your ass chopped and stuffed in a shopping cartFools awake and give praise to the dark lordBring on the chalice, voodoo dolls and the oujia boardsStraight from the alleys of Cali, 69th CurbsIs actions spizzeaks lizzouder thizzan wizzords(Action speaks louder)(Action speaks louder than words)(Action speaks louder)