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Текст песни Public Enemy - LSD

Public Enemy - LSD слова песни

Told ya buffalo soldier Fell to the ground like folgersCouldn№t hold the boulderFancy dancer paralyzed for an answerIn the hip hop game but the rap got cancerTumors poppin from the middle of rumorsGeneration x be the end of baby boomersIs the next generation headed for doomControl the soul and you got a got aTruck fulla fertilizer blowin up the spotThink it№s terrorism the border line№s hotCheck the passports tap the telephoneSurprise they home grownAnd one of your fuckin ownIt№s dat same ol shit - dat same ol gameFrom that same ol gang up to that same ol thingNow what i see say you know meI pour a metaphor of lsdI don№t know what yall thinkin aboutBut if you know like i know You better strap on your seatbelt Cause you in for a long rideNow i be damn i been a manFigure i never call myself a niggerTo get benjamansWhat№s love got to do wit what you gotNot a whole lot / no forgot oh this shit is hotSpendin all the cheddar for clothesWit a sign foreclosed on the front mudLost in dominoes Now the heads tell tales How the dead bled and fledNow they livin up in the bed Instead they seize us like jesusMarried to the mob did a sloppy job in hempstead Lord had mercy wanna curse me New world order got my ass drownin in the waterNow what you stuck to the west That funk to the east is phatAtl be krunk dirty southThirty thou crankin trunksTry to pass the test but to the rest they flunkNow what be indebtedBetter get over itThose times and raps ain№t never comin backNo future without a pass i kick assRock the sox offa pandora№s boxIs itany wonder why the clocks flavor got Between rehearsin a verse my jaw loxI set the bomb between the r & b sceneGo against the grain run up on the trainAnd so i parallel the brains of cobainAs hip hop brain made em spill the champagneMake it plain the sound remains insaneCome the same no holes closin up the laneDon№t ask no questions on the simple levelCan the magic get shaq backKnicks get van exelBold rap lyrics fuck whatcha heardNot no lost and found nouns or half ass wordsTurnaround funk power moves ruffsI ain№t never been cuckoo for no coco puffsLsd, set it free make em see the tricksRather try at 37 than die at 26Lawyers no loyalties accountants no royaltiesLie for a lie i look em in the eyeHistory speaking lawyers should dieKissed the companies and made them all cryA new rap song and a real drive byWhy o why did the video dieThe narcs and the feds got the pimp niggas fraidThreat of the aids got the bitches afraidThe god damn white man got you afraidSocial service got your mama afraidScared of the fact before a niggas blackSome of you say nigga before you say crackYou got no back is what you lackJust say black and i№ll see where your ass is at©1999 Suburban Funk, Inc.

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