Текст песни Pharcyde - Front Line
Pharcyde - Front Line слова песни
[Chorus x2]No time to relax, nowhere to runLiving on the frontline (x2)[Slimkid3]Who could believe in you if what you say isn`t trueIf he`s deceiving me then what`s he see for youWhen they raise the flag who do I pledge allegiance toLife in paper bags, sometimes they fall throughBest love I ever had was this world when it was newBack in nineteen-seventy all the way to eighty-twoThings were heavenly around the town where I grewFamily love was the sound that I knew, or ran home toDon`t it make your brown eyes blue?When somebody loves you just for youWith no competition testing youWhat`s the proposition of our disposition unableYou said that I`m a finish, my style won`t replenishYou reckon I`ll diminish, fuck a demolitionI`m steady on a mission with no intermissionCramped up in rough conditions like a Cessna in a hurricaneI get my best nuts standing on virgin stagesFeeling timeless and agelessSeen those like embryos in our invasionIt`s universal, God is amazing[Imani/Citizen Strange]They mad cause my rhymes even sound fresh a capellaHella fellas is hella jealous, had me feeling uncomfortableCause they`re unacceptable while we`re the exceptionalHere to let you know they`re influenced by the phenomenalWhile you`re unable cause you`re too unstableAll of your progress is minimal and that`s the inescapable factVerbal rhyme visionaries equipped with stacks of waxRhythm that varies and carries like the windTravelling and elevating towards unattainable heightsExercising my rights and just trying to do what I feel is right[Chorus x2][Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]There`s a lot of players in the gameAnd they seem they can`t remember why, forgot their goalsLost then stole like skipper in the minnowNow they got a long face like LenoStressed, feeling gray, nervousAsking what they did to deserve thisMaybe it`s not what you did but what you did notYou`re like snot, uncomfortable, agitatedWe inter raining what was said in the pastNigga could buy a Benz and can`t afford gasGetting nowhere fast in a hurryMy visions not blurry, to quote Mr Flave:Don`t Believe the Hype unless his last name is WilliamsThen it`s guaranteed play, am I lying?If you ask me how I`m doing, I`m tryingTo stay above six feet outside of the bars and the concreteLove pumping grass making a bomb beatThis is for my niggas on the late night creepWatch where you sleep, watch where you sleep[Chorus x8][Slimkid3]Oh yeah, 342nd airborneParatrooper platoon..