Текст песни Mo Thugs - Killing Fields
Mo Thugs - Killing Fields слова песни
[Gunshot. Crickets. Heavy breathing.]Never will another try to playon another killin` day.So, if you want to come around our way,you know C-Town`s where slayers play.[Sin]Wonder what they gonna say,when I raise from the grave on the last day,and it ain`t no more. Pray,I done sat and watched away,and how you slay like it was no thang.a natural killa, the way you madeseparate with the double blade,just a little insane games you play,had to beat `em for the demonsjudge revealed `em, then scripted ya,spend your life in the penhaving visions of revenge on a darker nigga livin` within youshoulda never sold your soul,want to pull 44 bulletholeson the surface of your dome.and your never going home,done slip, became a victim of that chrome.[Gates]Got the gauge for the murderous trip,where them Cleveland niggas strayed on the click.Clair soldiers starved for days in the land where the gangsta niggas roll,on the darkside, snatchin` souls.Them soldiers thumpin`,dumpin` slugs in the body pumpin`up blood, in a puddle of blood.Hell`s up under that mud.They I know I`m gonna pull it.My sawed-off draws them bullets.I`m being pressured by these niggas up on me before the twelve jumped from my gun, but when the buckshots come,momma`s son a bloody murderer must be the evil one.[Tombstone]Mobbin` deep, like a com full of trucks,if you get stuck, you outta luck,can`t duck,can`t run from the cuts,ah fuck, better grab them nuts,for the murderin`, layin`,you can run from the rock,but the rock is gonna cry out,"There`s no hiding space."Nineteen thousand white gamma rays,bomb the place,blowin` off the face of men,rippin` the skin,`cause we are the soldiers of the world again and again, my friend. Punk-ass niggas can`t stand us only `cause they fear to challenge us. War, we be living so scandalous.Head the fuck out, they `fraid they can`t handle us,killa feelings and vandalous.[Tombstone]Even when you creep so deep, Shifters got you by six feet,`cause we see when you creep so deep.Mo Thug plays for keeps.Dark days you see.[Gates]Creepin` the stroll, but kill, try takin` the soldiers,oh no, caught livin` them criminal ways in the last days,wantin` them bodies to rot, drop into eternal flames,what a (?) went blaze,you desire to be killed,here to reveal the devil`s appeal to the world of madness,no gladness, leavin` a nigga insane.They came up out of them heavens,[Sin]Oh, I`m quick in ways illegal, became a casualty at war, pump was unleashin` slugs, blood came leakin` from your gut.Let the gun be the judge.Well, then in that case it`s murder.For the night fall down Clairtown,rounds connect with the target,hit the ground,ain`t no chances of survival,when the killin field,gauges be blazin`,ninas with infrared lasers,set the weeds afire.We them killas for hire.We kill `em for scratch.Some niggas gonna die.[Tombstone]Tombstone got the high TEC shit,let`s split,got at the enemy racin`, facin`caught up in the wrath of the red eye,red water, cold bloody murder chasin`.If it`s up to the Shift, you know we`ll chill.Here comes the rivals straight for the kill.Best believe they come to flex them skills,gotta get in they ass for real.I don`t give a fuck about your feelings.I`m down for the peelin`.I`m down for the strippin`.I got to be ready for the body dippin` down to the earth.Done seen so many niggas turn to dirt,and the (?) that we play this game for keeps`cause this shit hurt.Don`t mean to leave mom`s in prayer,when in the midst of the Clair slayer,turnin` the nigga on the need for prayer,when the bomb gonna drop X-rays,everybody gonna fade--it`s the killin` day.Never will another try to play on another killin` day.So if you want to come around our way,you know C-Town`s where slayers play.