Текст песни Haiku D`etat - Haiku D`etat
Haiku D`etat - Haiku D`etat слова песни
Aceyalone:It`s not a problem that I can`t fix`cause I can do it with my bag of tricksthey`re playing for keeps and for kicksbut they`re building with popsicle sticks instead of bricksthe time ticks, the atmosphere gets thickI breathe in, it makes me sick to my stomachif you got any kind of fix I want itsometimes I think the attic`s hauntedbut it`s not, it`s just meso I keep strutting and keep pushing my buttonsbut I`m not about to be pushed over the edgeI made this pledgenot by you, my brother or by Sister Sledgenow I know that I`m not your bossand I`m not trying to floss or come across lostI wipe the frost until the glass is clearand I exhaust the possibilities of showing fear`cause the bigger the scare, the heavier the tearand the wetter the drop and then you flood the cropsand we just don`t want to be floodedwe cut it when we can`t cut it we strutted we stay budded upwe keep it up and cut it up until we gotta shut upChorus (x2):Haiku De Tat, make my music for the people who wanna get downAbstract Rude:It ain`t a lunch time I like to missI ain`t a punch line type lyricistand if you had beef you`d fight with your fistsmy people suffer from lack of knowledge and righteousnessstreets so wild we developed a frownand a keen sense for knowing when it`s going downplay it coolsay some shit that surprise me, my face don`t changeserious `bout them chips like a poker gameI come frequently like these Oakland trainsI freestyled it in a show and never wrote it the sameAaron Pointer came to reign and say somethingEddie Hayes stays a little ways from methe west side combination is legendaryhome studios, cause by any means necessarycompleted projects is my productivitygimme food smoke and electricityand if the power is ever cut offI got a generator up in the loftto stay energized, my music finds a wayto survive through the times and with the kinds todayL.A., what a wild place to bestyles by Ab, Mike Troy, and A.C.E.ChorusMikah 9:Indeed, indeed, Haiku De Tat what we could do witcha`men at peace for y`all to call entities quicker on the draw the sickest thing that you ever sawso for all our trees grow and grows in my backyardremember me, sometimes I like to act hardthat`s just it, it`s an act but don`t confuse thatif you choose to chit chat with a mack fully packedyou`re bruised, black, blue and blurpleyou`d never get a chance to bust backI don`t have to be rappin` or dancin` in a circleto make the people reactI could be enjoying the b-boyingI`m already on the map and made my money living fatno need to profile and flash stacksI`m way past thatMaster Card and a little cash for snacksmunchies, after partaking from breaking nugsdown out of fat bud stash stacksahh, I do my floor work on linoleumexploring the crevices of my woman`s ass crackI rhymin` in the SF studio on Napoleonand I really love this jazz trackI`m running game now I`mma winI`m on my last lapyou wanna dance with me?fast tap chance jacking for ASCAPs, checks, advanceand that`s wack, I mash backChorus