Текст песни Pharoahe Monch - Hell, слова песни Pharoahe Monch

Текст песни Pharoahe Monch - Hell

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*modem dialing and connecting*[Pharoahe Monch]F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for nowFor no formidable fights I`ve been formed to forgetFor Pharoahe fucks familiar foes firstbefo` fondlin female MC`s fiercelyFocus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form liesMy phonetics alone forces feeble MC`s into defense on the flyFeel me, for real-aLet`s get the skrilla`s out the hands of these gorillasMake the whole world feel usFrom the crack to the cap peelersto the niggaz in the back shootin craps wit the axe-wheelersRelax till it`s, time for the immaculate miraculousThirteen, OOOWWW, THE ILLEST!!To all my niggaz who been shitted on, let`s get it onThink I`m gonna let it hang, and sit it onthe desk of any redneck record execI strike em wit the right hand send em a stepAnd this is (Hell!) this is (Hell!)This is (Hell!)9xThis is Hell, incest kids under pressureIn the corner clutchin they genitals by the dresserA hundred CC`s of the uncut cleanestIn the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenousTo the left, we have right wing extremistsOn a screen a man exposes his breasts wit no penisMartinez, probablyJust as raw as Lady Saw Esocidae this is (Hell!)This is (Hell!)8xThis is, this is, this is, this isThis is, this is, this is, this is[Canibus]Yo yo I feel like I`m one of the livestOne of hip hop`s finest, elite rhymersAnd I plan to graduate wit honorsBut one day we`ll all be a bunch of old-timers wit Alzheimer`s Lookin at our label`s roster wonderin how the fuck they forgot usAfter we done recorded dozens of albumsAnd made em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped usWe givin niggaz what THE FUCK they wantA holocaust, stompin niggaz wit a thousand man marchI ain`t livin in hell, hell`s livin in meThat`s why I`m always screamin on you fuckin MC`sThe shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boatwit the potency of a scorpion sting to the throatOverdose that`s extremely fatalDoctors in white labcoats scramble for an antidote to save youYou can`t breathe, your chest feels painfulYour skin color`s goin from dark brown to beige-blueYour whole room`s full of angelsAll in your ear tryin to tell you which God you should pray toYou pray to Je-sus, but He don`t wanna save youCuz you unfaithful, so He gives you to AzazelYou`re paralyzed on the operatin tablePrayin for Canibus to slice you from head to navelYou banned from TV, banned from CD`sBanned from DVD`s and downloadable MP3s!*static*

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Hell

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