Текст песни Sunz Of Man - Bloody Choices
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[Intro: Hell Razah]Sunz of... Sunz of... Sunz of ManSunz of... Sunz of... Sunz of ManIt comes down in the last days to makin Bloody ChoicesWord up, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yeaKillah Priest[Chorus: Hell Razah]]What you gonna do with God inside you?Where you goin to when Hell`s around you?Heaven is the place, we on our route toDestroy you right now, we about toThe sin is to the devil that divides youKnowledge of self will civilize youCivilize you and you and you[Hell Razah]Yo, yo, yo[Chorus (lines 1-4 only)][Hell Razah]Yo, in this universal tournament, I warnin itIf my knowledge, you not absorbin itAfter I thought of it, my brain recorded itThen I track slaughtered it, went on tour with itLonger than life or death, stalkin it (stalkin it)As I inject this in your ear drums, here comes tons of intelligenceFatter than elephants, I lock a mental slave instead of level my Dead PresidentsWhy should I kill fool who tried to kill me?Walk thru this industry with a bond to my chest for victoryHistory heals me, shields me, force fields meWith the truth, goin out like a troopAt war and able with my gun ready to shootRighteous bullets keep the minds wicked-proofAny day you be a target aimed off my roofWhat? What? What?[Chorus][Prodigal Sunn]Yo, yo, in these revolutions, they never endDo mental and physical calysteticsSharpen my tactics, live Allah`s MathematicsMovin in the sun`s shadow, devistation, agrivationStalks my nation, death of temptation, Saten`s allegationsThe fire in us will charge for the wicked to burnOnly concerned, levitate, elevate the black germThru the process effect your domes with my vocal tonesThose who is stoned, elevatin gases thru the microphonesRoll with the stroll, rebelious, to weak knowledgeI seek the sheeps, will only bring forth the Killah PriestFatter geristics, automatic, clear as plasticTragic, drastic, killin all psychopathicsOn my journey from the house of steelWhere Gods reveal the silk, devils distill and knealWitness the blood spill[Hell Razah]Life tell lies, death in our faceEvery other day we killin off our own raceRather drugs, guns, somethin common knownThis is the place that we all call homeLife tell lies, death in our faceEvery other day we killin off our own raceRather drugs, guns, somethin common knownThis is the place that we all call home[Outro: Hell Razah, (Prodigal Sunn)]Yea, yea, Sunz of Man, Wu-Tang Clan(Represent for the whole New York City)Word up (West Coast, South Coast, North Coast)(Word up, all across the globe) 60 Sec.(Universal) Hell Razah (Prodigal Sunn) Yea, yeaKillah Priest (That`s how we do it)4th Disciple come down on the tracks (`96)(The trackmaster, 4th Disciple) Wu-TangKillarmy (4th Disciple) Yea, yeaRoyal Fam (Population) What? What?Begga Clan What? What? (Yo, Sunz of Man, baby)What you gonna do with God inside you?What you gonna do with God inside you?What you gonna do with God inside you?(What you gonna do?) What you--what you gonna do?