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Текст песни Pharoahe Monch f Prince Poetry - God Send

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[Pharoahe Monch]My mom is in the bedroom, cryin againSister`s on the street corner, lyin againJust heard about another one of my niggaz dyin againI`m tryin again to make moves..I`ll be damned if we go hungryEver since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to meThis song you see is like an ode to Godthat he blessed my last breath to be Allah U AkbarAnd this city is hard, tenement buildings are barredincarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes time for war I`m tryin to score like Bernard KingMy vocal box sling verbal cocaine like the GOVERNMENTI told you I`d hurt the musicTravellin back, bustin shots at {blank} before Christ was persecutedMathematically we live at right anglesFuck the star spangled, the makers of fallen angelsdanglin from moon crescents, I persevere, breathe the airinhale the effervesence of lifeThis street game is stiflin I`m triflin upholdin a riflePeerin from behind the eyes of God, we at odds with ourselvesWhat is it worth when this - barren metropolis prevailScale the walls of hell - trail of a octopus.. I seen it all through the eyes of a needle Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people Niggaz`ll never learn (shit) we just concern about who`s fuckin who, when time is of significance Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel[Prince Poetry]Incarcerated Scarfaces in all placesCrack sales rise, failed lives, cops and robber car chasesY-2-K fuck up, you`re left facelessHustlers bury money in Garcia Vega cigar casesGive the drummer some, pianos, guitar bassesTrumpet in tune, Pharoahe and Prince legitimate reasonsfor why they thumpin - hi I`m the most endangered speciesBy all means, survival is what I teach thesefirst time offenders catchin seven to fifteenNow my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screenBust your shit like Mitch Greene (snitch) I switch scenesBring drama to that ass, that`s how we on it in QueensWhat? Stray bullets continue shatterin dreams, batterin spleensI`m gatherin schemes, had only cream just as bad as a fiendTake food from a table and get drunk to your deathNow feel it in your heart from the love in my breath I seen it all through the eyes of a needle Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people Niggaz`ll never learn (shit) we just concern about who`s fuckin who, when time is of significance Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel

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