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Текст песни Pacewon f Wyclef Jean - It`s Yours

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[Pace] Yo, huh? .. What?[Jean] It`s your/it`s your/it`s your - it`s yours![Pacewon]You have now entered the realm of the Pacewon zoneWhere the rudebwoys rule and the pussies run homeor the shots that ring out, or the ass I done beatNiggaz don`t wanna bring out the bad side of meI rolled on your set, you poets need practiceMC`s like rugs; I walk on these rappersHuh - heads or tails, I flip penniesUptown buyin hydro with counterfeit twentiesSoldier, take control ofyour body and your mind like yoga, play you like pokerBlack like Roker; cops press chargesbut my lawyer get me over - more blunts to roll up[Chorus: Wyclef Jean]The streets ain`t safe at night (it ain`t safe)The gangs come out at night (they come out)Stick-up kids get robbed tonight (you get robbed)The innocent get raped at night (innocent get raped)Even on Halloween; when the fiendscome out with paper bags and tight jeansAskin for credit? You can forget it!North, South, East, West! ... Yo, put `em up, put `em up, put `em upIt`s your/it`s your/it`s your - it`s yours![Pacewon]Pacewon in a rush ta, bust off loadsReally with drugs, sendin +Thugs+ to the "Crossroads"Goin to war with my four-fifth and more clipsthan the ghetto got poor kids, welfare and orphansTop seeded; pissed like a boxerwhen his nose start bleedin, movin on heathensLockin up BM`s - me C and Ra threeimmortal rap beings, don`t catch feelingsMr. Perfect, cause a disturbancelike the Rodney King verdictViolent like your father when he drunk off bourbonMoney sex and burnersBefore you walk the streets make sure you got insurance[Chorus][Pacewon]Hey-a, praise-the, Pa-cerI-got, fatter bags of raps than your local 2-for-5 spotWanna bust me but can`t cause you Krustylike a clown from the Simpsons..Kids like you go up in flames like instant, better stay distantCash your chips in, or die like Richard NixonDeep don`t sleep as much as I need toPacewon I stick to my guns like M.O.P. doRap ciphers, graffiti, lightersFeel the packed pistols, love the OutsidazThe streets is on fire, rawness, flawlessKickin chumps dead in the chest like Chuck NorrisShoot at the beast, Crooked I to East OrangeWe ready to rock, my block the hardcorestMoney and sex, drugs you better learn thisBefore you walk the streets make sure you got insurance[Chorus][Wyclef] It`s yours!It`s your/it`s your/it`s your - it`s yours![Wyclef] It`s yours!It`s your/it`s your/it`s your - it`s yours![Wyclef] It`s yours!It`s your/it`s your/it`s your - it`s yours![Chorus] - to fade

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