Текст песни I.F.K. - Negoro
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Текст песни I.F.K. - Negoro
Tropical night on tha Congo's shore Jungles 're sleepin putten forward thornsWild africa smells of venture tang Noiseless sneak Negoro's gangTake care and out yo ass, man They're dealers of da livin waresPoor blacks are target in da fuckin hunt But natives have da protector — Dick SandOh this guy! He's brave 'n yaang He's supaman boy when he's not too full drunkHe's 15, but he's keany gun By da way, Mrs. Waldon — she 'nows his tongueThey sail atlantic witha captain Gull This MF bastardo NegoroNegoro's alive again( )It's not S.america mista Sand This terrible country, slaveholdin landAFRICA — yo contrast style Can demolish yaang 15-age mindYaang cptn. Sand, it's not N.Y. Yo friends, free blax, here's smelly jokeIt's not motha brooklyn, not fuckin bronx anotha rules, anotha blocksDetachment moves to da centre of land Yankees are bozo, yankees are rampin'With da "Insectkilla" cousin Benedict They're drinkin rum eight days a weekNegoro spies on band from tricket He wanna fun too, he's wickedNegoro's bad, he wants Mrs. Waldon In jungle babydolls are so rareNow, how's Dick? He's hero again Witha Greatest Mgamga he calls da rainHe treats da bushmen 'n sings them songs 'N tells 'em storys 'bout wars in bronxWarriors, c'mout to plaaaaaayNegoro attacks Dicks little band They fight like lions, havent dreadBut they are scanty, they loose Negoro take cptn. in fuckin nooseProud Sand is wild, Negoro has him teased He stuck da 'nife into da portuguese beastNegoro's dead, his heart is not knock Check it out, u brotha, really cool shock