Текст песни Soul Position - Mic Control
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Lone... loneWalking through this world aloneWalking through this world aloneSoul PositionWalking through this world aloneBlueprint, RJD2[Chorus]Mic Control starts today, unless you wanna learn the hard way the "get scared" wayThis is not a game, we are not players - we do not playMic Control starts today, unless you wanna learn the hard way the "get scared" wayThis is not a game, we are not players - we do not playMic Control! Mic Control! Mic Control![Blueprint] * Verse 1Yo... homeboy you got a wack hustleI heard your raps they lack muscleI send you back to the block in a crack smuggleSo them boys in blue and black can bust youLock you away so them gay cats can touch youYou call my name you ask for troubleMight get scooped slammed, might get your ass muffledGet who you gotta get, get your famLadies if you`re beffin`, get your man!Beef turn print to a different manSo I might slap you into a brand new gentle planI have you making co-payments on some eyewearYou got me wrong I only act like I care!I used to be a substitute teacher`s worst nightmareA booksmart smartass with too much time to spareSkipping study hall so I can play ballCheating with the answers to the test on my palmAin`t nothing changed, it`s still onExcept nowadays I get payed to put it in a songIt`s only rightI don`t play with life - so I don`t play with mics![Chorus]Mic Control starts today, unless you wanna learn the hard way the "get scared" wayThis is not a game, we are not players - we do not playMic Control starts today, unless you wanna learn the hard way the "get scared" wayThis is not a game, we are not players - we do not playAlone... walking through this world aloneWalking through this world alone (ha-ha)Walking through this world alone (one more time)[Blueprint] * Verse 2Yo, rap is not realI don`t care what they told youFake people say fake things in their vocalboothI`m a grown man I`m not here to joke with youI came to win it all and take back what`s overdueIt might mean we gotta go back to throwin` doopsIt might mean I gotta ** broke it in two!With a broken tooth runnin` back homeGrabbin` the phone, speed diallin` cats close to youI`m old school, I know life ain`t fairIn most days I feel like it`s too much trouble to careI used to walk to the cornerstore with nothin` hairPockets full of foodstamps and didn`t care if you staredTo understand me you had to be thereTo understand pain you had to see welfareA living in inner city in hell and still thereWishin` that you had some rich relatives in BelairI know you feel me if you do say: "hell yeah!" and throw your hands in the air!I know you feel me if you DO say: "hell yeah!" and throw your hands in the air![Chorus]Walking through this world aloneAin`t looking for a loverWalking through this world aloneJust looking for home