Текст песни Kurupt - Trylogy
Kurupt - Trylogy слова песни
[Kurupt]Rainstorm the back of the bank, bustin loose like MuggsyTyphoons, Kurupt Calhounwith a platoon of backwards ass buffoonsReady to shoot anything that movesLoad to tunes from "The Blue Lagoon"Mask on, khakis, ounced on house shoesSo I`ma start it off skitzin on the first niggaSaul hit the stack, heard me, hear me?Heard that, word don`t pass the front do`before you gotta show em your heart and soul and Desert Eagle fo`Explode then watch em fold, the other niggaz frozeHe knew better, mask in an all blue sweaterTwo pumps ready for a riotFull Baretta, six hostages with a loss of oxygenWet as a river, sixteen bricks to flipAfter I flip these bitch niggaz for they shitI been down with the twist since eighty-sixHyperactive with a automatic, snappin reactionI`m sick of waitin, a thirty-eight, I`m jackin for DaytonsKick the door in for sure, double four`s ramminHollow bandit, ready to knock him off if he standinPosition the cannons, telegraph the whole parameterParalyze anything that walks through perimeterCervical veins lacerated lost to missilesInterrogated and I paraded posted with pistolsTime for war this is when the heart`s exposedChange up the game, cockin and sparks explodeI`m a marksman, touch of death, ten steps to drawAnd that`s all, end to anything beforeIn a world war, off like a Concorde jetBut fool, D.P.G.`s the setIn a world war, this is when the heart`s exposedChange up the game, cock, sparks explodeManic-depressive panic and then start skitzinNot givin a fuck while all y`all bitchinDis is for all my G`s, my ho-miesFlippin birds and servin ki`sI`m with King T and Tha Liks, Alkahol-ed it uplike BITCH, get the fuck off my dick!I got pistols, pills, acid, bomb, crankCrystallized coke and limes, I don`t give a fuck!