Текст песни Royce Da 5`9" f Ingrid Smalls - I Promise
Royce Da 5`9" f Ingrid Smalls - I Promise слова песни
[Royce Da 5`9"]Yeah, yeah yeahThere`s a void that needs to be filled inside this marketplaceYou could die in my parkin spaceMy mom want me to blow up and house themMy father want me to bring product out without SlimAnd prove them wrong - they paid my billsI`m on your heels, I`m for real, my shoes is longTo feed my son - I will leave youleakin in the street, I will heat you to kingdom comeUhh, the king will comeWait `til you gone in place of a angel appear to take you homeThe beard on the face is goneThese bullets is straight razors, blazin you, case in pointAmaze the rap game, make `em pointWalk inside of the house of the illest and case the jointAnd take whatever I want, out of itNow that I`m wise, my future rides on it, it`s time for triumph[Chorus: Royce Da 5`9"] + (Ingrid Smalls)I promise – if you just let me in the game (Prayyyy)If you should bless me enough to let me reign, I will contain you (Prayyyy)I promise – I will support my family, slash you (Prayyyy)I promise – I will pray every day, I will ask youI promise – if you just let me in the game (Prayyyy)If you should bless me enough to let me reign, I will contain you (Prayyyy)I promise – I will stop the killin, I will change (Prayyyy)I promise – I will put in this flow, what you put in my soul[Royce Da 5`9"]The whole misconception with meThe only thing people think that I`m arrogant when they don`t know meThat`s what it wasIf I wasn`t a real nigga the shit would not bother me but it doesThe shit is not fairJust picture yourself lookin in the mirror tryna change what is not thereWhen niggaz stop speakinThem phone calls get slow, I`m feelin like Nas before he dropped "Ether"I appear to be soberI`ma really be runnin over whoever said that my career was overWhoever gave me the cold shoulderAnd turn they backs on me, I`ll be blazin you from both coastsBelieve me, I got Lil` Homie and July 6So you funny actin ass producers, I don`t need youYou can keep yo` beats, rap for moneyFUCK you and everybody else who acted funny[Chorus][Royce Da 5`9"]Uhh, I`m callin every nigga out in the gamethat tried to go against the fire and douse the flameI could shout yo` nameBut nobody stands out more than anybody else, you doubt the sameFor every nigga that say I`m hidinjust because I ain`t hangin out at the same places I once vibed inEverybody at my father`s job askin him rumors, shitStop as my dad soon gon` quitIf I can, maybe thank him for raising meto think like a baby gangsta, crazy temperI paid my sentence – totaled out the prisonthe game sent me, fame owes my name plus interestBut once you strapped in to the penmanshipand the track rumbles, you trapped in this rap jungleWhen you can`t come through, sales are numbersThe one who prevails`ll be the one who remain tumbled[Chorus][Royce] What you put in my soul.. {*echoes*}[Ingrid Smalls]Prayyyy, prayyyy, prayyyyPrayyyy, prayyyy, prayyyy.. {*fades out*}