Текст песни Prince Paul f Del, Dove (De La Soul) - Handsome Boy Modeling School
Prince Paul f Del, Dove (De La Soul) - Handsome Boy Modeling School слова песни
"It may take a long time, but my house will last forever - and it will have been worth it. What are you going to build your house with?"[Dove]Yo I`m stayin where we gettin crazy loveMy noisy neighbors live just above meup in 13-A, there`s drama e`rydayThe Super say he gon` fix the heat for sureTchk, I done heard it five times beforeThree locks on every door - cause some folks got the tendency to takeIt ain`t Beverly Hills, more like Stephanie MillsI never knew love like this could ever existFour corners in your metropolisYo it`s the PJays pah!We exquisite like cars made in foreignSee ain`t a day out here, ever boringWhere gunshots keep you up instead of heavy snoringPipes dripping, instead of rivers pouringThe elevator`s broken down (daaaamn!) and man I`m needin a liftThank God we don`t stay up on the twenty-fifth- floor, yo we ain`t always at warIt`s a lot about the Projects I do adoreChorus: Dove, DelBut you wouldn`t understand itThe PJays is like another planetHeavy like granite You wouldn`t understand it The cops will catch you drawers down Red-handed, it`s outlandishBut you wouldn`t understand itThe PJays is like another planet You wouldn`t understand it The cops will catch you drawers down Red-handed, it`s outlandish"Yo it`s the PJays.." {"cau.. cause where I come from.."} {"where we live is called the Projects" -> Pos}".. The PJays.." {"cau.. cause where I come from.."} {"you might-might-might, might get done..")".. The PJays.." {"cau.. cause where I come from.."} {"where we live is called the Projects" -> Pos}".. The PJays.." {"cau.. cause where I come from.."} {"What was that you said?"}[Del the Funky Homosapien]Come to our projects bout fo` in the morningSo I can tell you what be goin on thereOne block gunshots some hot stuffSell it to you for a buck, boy that ain`t enough!(C`mon) Handcuffs on your brotherman; my wife`s wonderinWhen you gonna fix that tenant`s plumbing man?I`m tired - this ghetto`s cool, but it`s on fireI see this fool with a crack pipe, lookin wiredHookers for hire (what?) look at the plywood (look!)on the building where termites is living (EW)My wife sleeps peacefully, it ain`t easy to mecause I`m tripping off these peoples with they thieveryBlack white chicano - hell if I knowEvery guy know about the stolen cell phoneI got the hook-up - police got me shook-upin court, can`t even fartIt`s okay though, I got the building, that pay doughBut some tenants act like they can say no (hey)I`m gettin older in my yearsFeel me? I got a folder worth of fears (yup)But it`s cool, we gotta make it better (make it better)Don`t take my sweater (c`mon) y`all make my head hurtI ain`t even gonna finish this song, it`s too longI`ma watch Cops, in my La-Z-Boy, in my thongChorus