Текст песни Mr. Shadow f Trigonometry - It Ain`t Over
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[Mr. Shadow]Shadow and TrigonomKillin` that ass like anthrax, bitchAin`t no tellin` when we gonna hitHahaha, yeah, check it outI`ll make your head snap backHelmets get crack in the back houseWe smoke out `till you black outThat`s how we do it out hereCats try but they don`t come nearStand clear out the wayI ain`t stoppin` or slowing downWhere`s this so called king of rap, I`ll snatch his crownClowns talk loud but ain`t down for their own shitTheir life wasn`t opened booked and I closed itThe world knows ain`t know one sickaThen Shadow and Trigonom, we drop bombsCalm and collective, you get affectedAround me and my dawgs, you get neglectedNecklaces, bracletes, and watches, relentlessGive a fuck if somebody`s watchin`I`m +Born Without A Konscience+, smooth and cautiousProwl through your block and put an end to this nonsence[Chorus: Mr. Shadow - repeat 2X]I don`t know what they told you, bitch I`m a soldierYou`ll never find me sober, it ain`t over `till it`s over - yeahYeah, all my soldiers get your march onShit, ain`t no stoppin` in this bitchShadow with my dawg TrigaFuckin` bomb like a nomm[Trigonometry]Even in the day you`ll find them dark spotsShadows`...the reason they avoid them dark blocksThe Untouchable...motherfuckers with the small poxStep in to the place and watch they fuckin` jaws dropThat`s the families of the last fools that wanted them deadThe last thing they said was "Here come them baldheads"It ain`t fair but it`s realityNothin but drugs, slugs, and causalities, that`s police mentalityTell me, how would you handle thisThey pulled out they sticks, I pulled out my dickTrigonom packin` much powerTell your gang they`ll have to jump me in for half an hourAnd I`m still standing, respect we demandingOh, you got a gat, bitch I got this fucking cannonBut I`ll have more fun just leaving you neck strangeledKinda insane though, rollin` with this cat from Diego[Chorus][Trigonometry]Got that additude, like we don`t give a fuck (WHAT)You`ll need a brain, I drive in to your house with my truck (WHAT)Puffin` on this stuff makes me even meanerA couple felonies can`t even count the misdemeanorsAll through the streets you hear is names on they lipsBut Shadow after this they better call you eclipse (why)Cause you hittin` big plus outta TriggAw naw, the reason that they nerves a call[Mr. Shadow]Do the math young cat to us your all kittensDiego to Oxnard we hard hittin`Switching in and out of the car pool lanePuffin` on something purple, takin` it to the brainSee I stay at a level your ass can`t reachIf you don`t want trouble don`t open your beakYou get treatment, looks can be decievein`Trigonom and the Don bitch believin`[Chorus] - 4X