Текст песни Rah Sun f Big Punisher, Deuce - I`ll Be Around
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[Rah Sun]To all my peeps in the penetentiaryFree eventually, spiritually and mentallyWe had to rep essentiallyWhile you was on dissin groundWe was holdin fort downShit is so real I`m even back and forth to court nowWe all struggle in the jungle for a bundleAwaitin the day, til the whole earth crumbleIt`s like a royal rumble in the streets nowWhen cats blaow four pounds see trial nobody be aroundJust the other day my brother Kwan got baggedThree half ounces, three nickel bags in his assNo doubt Son, shit is on smash, we want cashto lamp like my cousin Thrash, with mad G`s in his stashSo hold your head Dunn, and have no fearCause when the drama appear, you know the fams`ll be thereYou know the fams`ll be thereYou know the fams`ll be thereChorus: DeuceWhenever you call, I`ll be a, I`ll be aI`ll be around (you know the fam`sll be there)Whatever you want, I`ll be a, I`ll be aI`ll be around (you know the fams`ll be there)Whatever you need, I`ll be a, I`ll be aI`ll be around (you know the fams`ll be there)I`ll be arowwww-owwwwwwww-owwwwwwwndI`ll be a, I`ll be a, I`ll be around(you know the fams`ll be there)[Big Punisher]My Twinz already know, I`m always amped and ready to rollLendin me dough for Pampers when it was twenty belowThat`s how I know who to trustThat`s how I know for who to bustTo shoot as many a clan concerned from Clue to ClutchWho the fuck said that color matter? Your own brother blacker than black`ll leave you in the gutter splatteredIt`s automatic now with all the staticOnly a coward or a faggot hides his flowers in the atticI keep em close, to shine to blossom, try to floss emCried every time I lost one, fake niggaz come a dime a dozenThat`s why I`m buggin, shorties is luggin heavy metalJust call me a rebel cause I`ma keep reppin for every ghettoFor better or worse, up in the Jetta it hurtsI`ma keep reppin my niggaz til I`m dead in the earthI`m settin the first, if niggaz want it we can three pound rockGive me a call, you know the Big Pun`ll be downChorus[Rah Sun]All decisions is made, we made it past twelveth gradeHealth, wealth in the shade - whole team is paidEven all the green beret`s keep shit lockedMore cheddar than Fort Knox, think not, we tryin to own spotsYachts, cribs by the water, blessingMy little sons and my future daughter, I oughtaTo everybody that didn`t have faith, _I`ll Be Missing You_like Biggie, for tryin to shit on no fair one`s committeeFrom sun-up to sundown, the glock up to glock downCall my name! I`ll be around..You know the fams`ll be thereChorus 3X (to fade)