Текст песни Sunz of Man f LA the Darkman, Madam D - All We Got (US)
Sunz of Man f LA the Darkman, Madam D - All We Got (US) слова песни
[Intro: Hell Razah]What`s today`s Sunz-ematics?[Hell Razah]Date of birth, `92, the first group out of the WuTen years, paid our dues, of writin` these jewelsA "soldier" in the "dark", "five arch angel" with heartAin`t "no love without hate", can you tell `em apart?It`s "bloody choices" from prophetic voicesAnointed by the RZA noises, 4th Disciple and Supreme`98, Red Ant signed us, Cathy was beside usAnd linked us with Earth, Wind & Fire (you`re a shining star)Label went bankrupt, album went gold quietlyGot out our contracts, happily freeNow it`s D3, 2 On The Road and GG`zWe ain`t regular M.C.`s, we prophet M.C.`sWu Killa Beez with a Sunz of Man beamWith four diamond rings, we already been kingsNow it`s time to transform the hoes into queensOpposin` my team, is like souls in a dreamI watch brother show off and die off of CREAMI speak for the dead souls that`s locked in a beanI speak for the dead souls that`s locked in a beanI speak for the angels with chopped off wings[Chorus 2X: Madam D]All, you`re all we got, you`re all we gotAll we got, all we got is us, through the good and the bad times[Prodigal Sunzini]Even though times is hard, I stay divine, shine for GodSome people change, money exchange, the love of fameAnd it`s a cryin` shame, my brother`s lyin` dyin` in vainSupplyin` the game, livin` out the next man`s nameComplete your steps, we got to move quiet as keptSeen a lot of teens get swept, cause one man sleptAnd all we really got is us, who can we really trustSilly of you, to think that I would hate usMovin` as one, ain`t nothin` new under the sunSame fiends, same drugs, same guns, relax a littleFocus on tracks and make classesBlack sounds of Satin, grace and satisfactionHold my fans to the very end, we all we gotThrough thick and thin, we rise as the world spins[Chorus][LA the Darkman]Feel like I`m locked in a cell, LA the Darkman, Nelson MandelaI gave out consignment, fuck you, nigga, pay meElementary, dear Watson, gats keep poppin`Drugs keep clockin`, and feds keep watchin`So I stay low pro, always keep the calicoBeemer or the Benz, both got the stash, yo[Chorus][Outro: Madam D]You`re all we get, you`re all we gotAll we got is us, through the good and the bad timesStress, yes...