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Текст песни Prodigal Sunn f Madame Dee - Movin` On Up

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[Intro: Prodigal Sunn]Yeah... yeah, many more good years to comeHard times in the ghettoComing up as a young shortyAs a young shorty, my pops always told meYou gotta eat man, kept it realIn the field, you know the deal[Chorus: Madame Dee]We`ll get by, we`ll either do or dieHit you with the truth, no lieMove on up, trynna to survive[Prodigal Sunn]I push with the force of M.C.`s, we cold crushManage to rush, shift through the game, splitters of paintbrushDrop a dime, yo, that ain`t usThe coppers are lyin`, greener than meanFor this bing is a must, trustWhen I spit it, it`s gun bust, dangerousHit you, split you, with the angel dustPlus, how many m.c.`s must get done?Before somebody says; you can`t beat the SunnNumber one in my own circle, boy, don`t make me hurtTurn your dome purple, light up that purple urkelParty over here, party over here, braids in my hairChain on my neck, watching the ladies stareThey call me Sunzini, gold genie, human machineryHype on the scenary, fly as a LamborghiniAin`t no stoppin` me now, stoppin` me how?A lion on the prowl, father of many styles, now[Chorus w/ Prodigal Sunn ad-libs][Prodigal Sunn]Pardon me kids, it`s a must that I handle my bizTo keep the heat where I gotta eat, you know what it isDo what I did, slid through the games with jewels, the WuS to the K, Brooklyn Zu, the TwoG-O-D-Z, I-N-C, I achieve multiple bands, like Cosby and WinfreyI lay it down for my family treeLike Sammy Davis and the Rat Park, flippin` in threesGot `em askin, who is he?It`s Sunzini, Big P, from the BK, NYCWithin, introducing, born again losingAnd you could see me face to face, it`s no illusionMy whole click stay producing, and I`ma stay 52And pursuin`, through the city of ruinGritty to the grains, sustain, know what I`m doingYou losing, cruisin` for a bruisin`, you got the crowd booing[Chorus w/ Prodigal Sunn ad-libs][Prodigal Sunn]Serious time, curious mind, delirious crime of cosmo gunsIt`s armored body, small chasing white linesDid it from the grind, focus on the right signsSoldier physic, unique, like the rarest minesZini at his prime, never catch me dropping dimeThe honey berries, necessary with a twist of limeI`m quick to spit a rhyme, any place, any timeThoroughbred, known, grown and I gets mineGenuine like fine furs and leathers, in the endWe gotta get it together, you know the kiss be the treasureShine through extreme measure, the team megaCheddar, burning that O.G., Jack HerraSerious talk, I`m deli as a NewportCheck out my melody, Brooklyn, New YorkDo my damn thing, get it? Spit flamesOn any terrain, worldwide, we campaign[Chorus to fade w/ Prodigal Sunn ad-libs]

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