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Текст песни Souls Of Mischief - That Aint Life

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[a-plus]YeahPush the button and the planet blowsThat aint rightNiggas be actin like animalsThat aint rightBustin cannons when they brandish thoseThat aint rightPut the mayor in a strangleholdThat aint right[a-plus]What? my firm is intenseLeave permanent imprintsA nigga was a infant whenI learned I was giftedKnew Id be eternally lifted when I get my turn to rip itCertainly did and we still in the shitWe forever increase and never deceaseSaliva flips when a geek endeavor to speakWhenever plea and the four horsemenKick your doors inYou shiverinLike a drunk nigga with no mo ginOne more againRollin with the sons of the sunI got love when I comePut away your gun thats dumbWhe aint sissy nigga my folks got someBut I never the one that want to be fuckin up the funCause I rather have some female company rubbin meSippin? bubbly lookin lovely in front of me hahThen I ride out to the hiero hideoutAnd my lady friends slide outGarments regardless if I turn the light out[a-plus]That aint right, that aint right!Curse like a gat burstThat aint rightRide to church in a black hearseThat aint rightRoamin the turf on a crack searchThat aint right[opio]Its all radio music, corny as the rockettesMindless sex objects make the cock get rock hardSo you cant concentrate or see whats nextWhile they spray the pollutantsAnd lock down your district and send in lieutenantsShootin? up your boulevard while you was watchin? mtvDouble connect pinched caught you slippin instantlyYou was a prisioner they plottin on your seedsSouls of mischief is different we operate on thieves they panic moreSniff em out like black labradorsBattle ram doors crackin down on your headquartersAvalanche yours til youre buried aliveYour homie barely survived the rest is dead caught upHaters want my head shot up so Im preparin to fightWhether aryan knights or sherriffs of viceNigga Im equipped like a terrorist to tear up shit right[som]In life everythings fairThat aint rightThats way a nigga dont shareThat aint rightYour girl left you for a squareThat aint rightAnd now you see him everywhereThat aint rightMan Im hella broke and joblessThat aint rightMy sister does mornin toplessThat aint rightThe lied to us and robbed usThat aint rightAnd if you aint livin rightThats death that aint life[phesto dee]As they come in to great depthsWe surpass the summitStranglin rhythmic arrangement elements transpose and plummetI take it back to my roots, vast and infiniteComposition is crafted intricate, jazz I rip it &Passion indica, smash your syndicateBefore they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenementsAfter I flash the emblemA symbol of the last milleniumWho the best boy? Yeah we askin anyonePeg your chest andCrush your velvet, shatter your pelvicHard hat or your helmet spin in the cockpit of a planeAnd the tail spinsStill my satin smoothPatented moves raps scat andScoop fatten the groove flatten your crewCould happened to youWord its my propensity to cut backInstantly change direction at my point of attack and leave tracksDilapidated, handicapped and incapacitatedWhen I ex-sling I silk screen these words in your chestSpit the verbal infernal burn mcs like oakland herbalAnd I do it faster than the grand national & twin turboWith a jose cuervoThat aint rightNah for real thoughThat aint right[tajai]Prophecy is my offeringFuck profiting off these profligate talesThese mental paupers be profferingI await patiently till the time is proper to propagateMy intellectual propertyConcentrated abated then trick ya and release itIn synchronous incrementsSeemingly seamlesslyIm a semanticistPrayin like many a mantis isThough Im not meanderin answerlessMeditation thats my medicationConcentration leads to consternationAnd conceptual inceptionInterspersed interjectionsIncite insurmountable insurrectionsIn the urban sectionsStretchin my sharpest weaponPrecise etchins of lifes lessons, scaled and detailed to perfectionMy imagination, the machinations of deceptive perceptionCome, inspect my collection[som]Man they shootin at the productThat aint rightI left her at the bus stopsThat aint rightYou just a late night optionThat aint rightMan I would never trust no cop niggaThat aint rightIm getting rich off these tricksThat aint rightMan fuck that bitch!That aint rightYou confused and want to switchThat aint rightAnd if you aint living right thats deathThat aint lifePoisonin our men

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