Текст песни Non Phixion - 89.9 Promo
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Word up, Doo Wop live, `97Non Phixion revolutionaries, {?}no medic`ll agree{?}For original rights, time and place, earth or space2004, we at warOppressed verse the oppressor, recognized word upRespect Doo Wop, counteractin the revolution[Chorus: repeat 2X]We do drugs, Uncle Howie `til we dieSo long as we alive keep it movin like a drivebyWe can stack dough sky highListen one to five, 89 tec 9, it`s all live[Verse One]Yeah yeah I shot Reagan, plus I shot Nixon, Non PhixionFuck up competition like nine-car collisionNow your arm`s missing, you look like the drummer from Def LeppardThe walkin talkin death weapon, I jump into {?}Peace to the X-Men, 89 tec motherfuckin 9I wrote a hundred fuckin rhymesabout these troubled times, fuck up your head like when your mother diesNon Phixion, Lord Sear, Cucumber Slice![Verse Two]The quartet, drop you at your parent`s doorstepIt`s G-13 and Mr. Goretex, government issueRun in your chick, Israeli pistols, I`m here to diss youAll them rhymes that you spit on your shit don`t really fit youNon Phixion, we move like rock stars, we burnin cop carsDust cigars, try to top ours, Howie he got chargedRunnin a label, I twist tits like twin driedelsI`m takin the stage, pissed the fuck off between cables[Verse Three]I spit with confidant, zero tolerance, splashin continentsFuture escapades, torch the bible dominantProminent, loose at your barricade, crash your masqueradeRip your mask off, make you wish you never stayedYou fuckin bitch, I make your fuckin moms between her titsYou paganist, rockin Avirex, suckin dick and smokin dipsKCR, Lord Sear, plus Bobbito, GarciaNon Phixion and we the fuck up outta here!