Текст песни Killarmy - Day One *
Killarmy - Day One * слова песни
* the album version is edited[Intro: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)](Eh-yo 9th, you sent that CREAM for me son?)No doubt, it`s on its way (Starvin in here man)Yeah, I know, son, hold ya head God(Act like they`re tryin to get me, up in the bathroom)[P.R. Terrorist]YoI`m my momma`s only boy, I`m self-employedMake my CREAM on the streets, gotta carry heatStickin up *niggaz*, just for a bite to eatNow I`m back on the rock where these thugs eat meatand they tryin to act righteous but they got T.B.Catch me in the day room on the big T.V.Channel B.E.T., be the G-O-DNow I gotta cut faces cuz they hatin me[9th Prince]Eh yo.. this is solitaryI heard Big Ben be takin *nigga`s* commisaryYa not worry, keep ya mind on ya money, ya money on ya mindWatch the blood *niggaz* tryin to take ya shineYou wanna wine and dine while you suffer with swineMankind is blind, I hold mines, some twin ninesThere`s a thin linethat`s why our jail *niggaz* combine like landminesand these be the signs of the times[Chorus: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)](You my man, you my dunn, you my son since day one)My comrade my soldier, I`m the gun you the holster(I`m the trigga you the finger, I`m the hand you the banger)Most of all you my *nigga* (Day one)We the day and the night, the punch and the spikeYou the butcher I`m the knife, biggest story of our life(You`re the foot I`m the boot, the soldier I saluteand that`s the truth, day one)[9th Prince]Eh yo.. my mind flashed back to `86First time playin with our *dicks*, who had the most hair and *shit*Tricks to bad chicks, fat *ass*, Jose sister with big *tits*Project kids, we legit, heavy set, Big Mo gave me the fat lipRan to my big brother Kane, "Yo, teach me how to flip these kids"Split ya wig in sixI didn`t cry, I just held my head highYes I was shy, but still kinda flyTellin mad lies, shed a tear when my baby pit diedMathematics kept me on the riseMoms and Pops fightin, beats had me writinReady to kill without a licenseFirst time fallin in love, I was hikin12 Years later, we still together[P.R. Terrorist]Forever..We was kids back then, you was my only friendPlayin cowboys and indians with coathangersNow the only thing I tuck in my coat, a chrome banger*Nigga* run that *shit*! I`m dealin with angerAnd my childhood didn`t look too goodAlways misunderstood in my neighborhoodFightin pits in the courtyard, stealin kids gold cardsBuildin club houses, smokin Philly cigarsRun into the red store for a chico stickWhen it was cold outside my little nose`d dripPlayin football in the snow, my little crush was on the sidelinesWinkin her eye, and tryin to buy timeWhy did I ever, resort to crime?Because everything I wanted was so hard to findI`m confused and I`m losin my mind cuz the illusionBut from day one I told myself we not losinNow I`m older, in the BM with 9th cruisinKnowledge, peace is the actions of all confusion[Interlude: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)](We done did it son) We finally made it[Chorus: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]Yo I`m the god you the bible, I`m the champ you the title(You`s my sword for survivalYou the problem I`m the solver, you bank I`m the robber)Thats word to my fatherYou the Benz I`m the Beamer, you the scheme I`m the schemer(You a dream I`m a dreamerYou my man you my dun, you my son since day oneSince day one, day one)[Outro: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]Word up, word up son (Day one)Yea, no doubt, we been down, GodYaknowImean? We gon` walk these dogs, kidYou know? C`mon son(Make it better for our seeds)We done had biz and state bidsYaknowImean, son?(Word up, you know the time, son?)Word up (Terrorist) Killarm`(Killarm`, 2G) One love, two loves