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Текст песни Kwest Tha Madd Lad - Damn

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I been away from hell too long, I think it`s time I went homeAin`t got no niggas or no weapons, steppin out on my ownNow I missed curfew and shit, the devil`s gonna be pissedBut there was much tempation up here that I couldn`t resistI saw MC`s who rhymed about guns, they had none, so I bucked emGirls who gave they ass to anybody, so I fucked emStick-up kids vickin mulies and blacks, so I stuck them And white girls on that feel-attraction shit, had to duck themCaught crossed by tellin truth, cause shit is real where I come fromYou`re playin a hum-drum, catch a chest full of dum-dumsPractice makes perf`, that`s why before my firey rebirthWhen I was house-burnt, I yearned to be the illest kid on earthSome dumb young whipper-snappers thought they could whip a rapperIn skill as ill as I, so I was forced to rip them bastardsFound out with certain chemicals folks forget how to actSo there and I created heroin, cocaine and crackMade some women high, forget, named em nymphos and hoesMade brothers who didn`t give a fuck, niggas are what I call thoseBut I guess of all the shit I did foul and improperShoulda made some shit to get rid off all the hip-hoppersAnd cops who were corrupt to the core, I grant freeSomethin that`s not for goverment from takin hard on meI had thought up some shit that makes you all: KKK got slayedBut it fucked up and backfired, that`s why you all got AIDS(Damn)I made a deal with Lucifer way back to assure my shit is fatAnd in return i gave him all the bodies hell can packBut somewhere down the line i got trifleHe wanted the big deal, but non-cipherNigga gave me assault rifleA deal`s a deal, so muthafuck how you feel nowJust keep my shit real, I`ll keep blastin with the steel, palYou said I`m not your pal, I said you don`t wanna be a enemyRemember, God was such a friend of me, he created 10 of meMe and my sons was up in heaven causin rukus Fuckin with them halo-havin-suckersTill he got fed and said fuck usThrew me on earth, and I recruited troops for unholy capersMurderers, thieves and child-rapists, smokin cess in bible papersSpreadin seeds throughout your sector, infectin mad heffasKillin your first-born son, drinkin blood like fruit nectarUpside down flame and crosses tatooed right on the chestNever stress drama, cause we absorbe bullets, fuck a vestCuttin off the preachers` ears, so they can`t hear but only see When I fuck they daughter then wash my dick in holy waterPure evil is my shit, kid, whatever got broke was fixed quickLook close at my dome, and peep the mad triple sixesSmoke a bit of that crack shit, brainiacs in backflipsWalk around like on some old pullin-your-heart-out-through-your-back-shitGo to your funeral, kneel over your casket, cryin `blesseth`Before `he all you gaveth` smoke your essence with my cess bitch(Damn)(From hell)I smokes mad ism, but keep my thoughts clear, I never let a cloud appearI know what KRS was on when he made Outta HereThings can come and go like a freaky 4-11 hoeOne day you the muthafucka, yo, tomorrow no doughI ain`t tryin to cross over, I stays on the street track And if I do, I raise enough hell to make em push me backBorn, raised and fucked up in the ghettoFar from the grass of meadowsJust a puppet with strings like Jepetto`s Pinocchio And I love the fuckin streets, cause they show me, noMatter how high I hung, never let the a hoe trip you, yoI learned shit could be bitter or sweet like a cup of coffeeSo I made a shank from my spoon and cut them fuckin strings off meWalk the line between good and bad, no net below me, no one to show me Where to go, gee, while the winds of change try to blow me Into one of another, but I be a determinded smart brotherAnd held on, now I got some both in me, you muthafuckaaaaa...!

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