Текст песни Kool Keith (Undatakerz) - Dark Road
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[Reverand Tom]New Line Cinema, presents the Dark RoadStarring, Jean Claude Van DammeWith Wesley Snipes, Morgan Freeman, Kool KeithRobin Williams, with special guestsNo Name and Knobody, from Thee UndatakerzDark Road, coming February 22nd at a theater near you[Verse One: Kool Keith - Reverand Tom]I`m tired of rap, I don`t even like makin records no moreI quit, y`all don`t know, a long time agoI`d rather hang in strip clubs in Detroit and ChicagoI hate lookin at rappers who freestyleWalkin around the same block, they still gonna be there tomorrowBattle back and forth, East South West and NorthWith 40 thousand records I don`t need to record no moreTwo million or better, three {?} on tourNothin to prove, live in the Bronx, y`all show me hardcoreBeen around Europe, all over the United StatesJay-Z, Rakim, KRS, you ask Big Daddy KaneI`m Artis Gilmore, block shots everybody comin down the middle lanePromoters don`t call me no moreGun toters will call you when I`m poorWalk up to your Bentley, get out, everybody get on the floorWhether actor or singer, you could be extraAnd feel the tec-9 textureWith ups on skinny legs, baldhead like Patterson ProjectsNate Archibald, y`all think I`m Clyde DrexlerWalk up to your radio station with sawed-offs, speak with the Winchester[Chorus: Reverand Tom]We about gainin, reigninPuttin in pain in, taminWho`s rappin lame and, playinWe about gainin, reigninPuttin in pain in, taminWho`s rappin lame and, playin[Verse Two: M-Balmer]Now, let`s let the session, keep verbally manifestinAin`t no question, how many niggaz we nut testinBurn Krush Groove, wettest loop, don`t know why you mask tooNobody and ain`t nobody comin with it so keep second guessin110 let the games beginAnother rhyme leave `em all behindLive on stage or any other timeYou can not affect meMessed you up when you found out that nobody was carinNow feel me, kill `em though, Ms. Ghetto PhenomenalBangin on those that oppose thisvocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those?Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., that`s meNiggaz be tryin to see me, but they can`t get with meNow what?Well it`s the Mistress, blowin in like El NinoThrowin blows to yo` cerebralMs. Kill `Em Though, Ms. Ghetto PhenomenalBangin on those that oppose thisvocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those?Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., that`s meNiggaz be tryin to see me, but they can`t get with me[Chorus][Verse Three: Thee Undatakerz]Stop all the silly games, suck my gat if you hatinI don`t care if you rich famous, I`ll still send you down to SatanBreakin all public laws just to get my paws on a gripI`m a dog from L.A. streets, but I still love runnin with cripsRunnin with clips, fully loaded, automatic, without no tipsThem hollow point silver bullets, that`ll bust yo` head if you tripI`m on a West coast mission, we throw my set up in yo` faceGot a problem let me know right now and we can go settle it AceI move with Manny Green, B-Stro Brown, Thug Life MopremeRazor Blade, Major Seven, Mean Yo and Big ChachiFuture Free from the pen, we hit the streets like gorillasKnuckles scrape across the concrete, we on the hunt to get mo` scrillaWith Thee Undatakerz, monster like Godzillas on the micYou wanna see us, you might die, whether day or nightNow scatter the light, but we still come out when it`s darkVampires stalk the streets, alleys of L.A. to New York(Central Park, what?)[Chorus]