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Текст песни Punchline and Wordsworth - Last Days (So What)

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[Wordsworth]We go back to back and bring pleasure to micsY`all only go back to back just to measure your heightAnd me and weathers alike [how?], unpredictableHallmark "Get Well Soon" when your fan visit youIt`s miserable, the way that I effect y`all livesWhen I reveal the naked truth it will molest y`all eyesAnd niggas stay askin Words [what] yo spit for my manRemember my verse, go home, and kick this shit for your famYou`ll probably miss an exam to hear me kick it and scramAnd you wouldn`t drop an album if it slipped from your handEasy come, easy go, it`s part of the game When I write it`s worth something cuz its part of my nameIt`s Wordsworth, really it ain`t hard to explainDepend on my hard and my brainLike a farmer for rainWhere you fall short, is where we come up strongThat new artist with your demo you`re tryin to run up onYou can`t rehearse fateMy birthdate was a prophecyMaternity wards had to reserve spaceMy words paint, describe emotionYou cryin notion, and sweat riversIt`s just in usIt`s poetry at the highest formIt`s bug cuz if you rap and bought this, I`m dissin you the entire songRelyin on skill, can`t dispute when I write itI`m what you`re looking forward to, like the future ?????[Chorus]This is what you waited for Un-cut straight rawThis is what you really need Bang it till your ears bleedI spit too [So what!?]I got hoes [So what!?]We got dough [So what!?]We hold it down [So what!?](repeat)[Punchline]Gimme a tight track and a whole bottle full of liquorI spit sixteen and make you break fool like Rah DiggaStack figures, I`ma show you what I`m really onSnatch mics like the Feds snatched little ElianSilly rap Don niggas, get no wins hereSpit shit that leave you pissed like my project ?????Dew rag on my hip, I`m born to win, it`s a givenI switch hoes like Ali switched religionsK.O., split decisions, its all in the sameNo matter what the critics say, I`m born to win in this gameBattles kept me physically trainedSpit crazy flows Fiendin to rhyme since Cool J did radioThat was `82, now the rap game needs something newYou sound oldschool, and your label stay fuckin youOne, two, my real niggas I`ma defendPunch and Words keep it tight from begining to endChorus (2x)[Wordsworth]It`s over now and we just beginingI only mess with women that wear clothes like they dressed for swimmingWant me to rhyme on your record, so when I`m dead and hauled offYou release it to revive your career when you falled off[Punchline]Yo, I keep an attitude for niggas that act funnyI roll with niggas that get cash and dress bummyFor rap I stay hungry, my styles uniqueI roll deep, your label hope we don`t drop the same week[Wordsworth]Or decade or century, they do all with chemistry????The new foes of the industryWhen we blow, eventuallyOn corners y`all can hear me spittinAnd pull me to the side and ask if I`ma share my writtens[Punchline]Y`all niggas talk cash but never seen dollarsRob me, I keep a tech like Rasheed WallaceStreet scholarsI put it on the hottest MC`sMe and Words rock joints together like siamese[Wordsworth]I solemnly swear that we here to conquer for yearsY`all probably scared [Yo chill son I got it from here][Punchline]Sheddin no tearsDon`t care who you run with, suck dickWalkin wild like I can`t be fucked withChorus (2x)

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