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Текст песни Terror Squad - Payin` Dues

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[ VERSE 1: Keith Nut ]Holy Christ, I leave rappers` souls as cold as iceI`m like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin men to miceBreakin the law, city urban tower without a fourBringin the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floorNiggas thought they seen the last of thisProject poet assassinistWhose status is never havin to clappin clipsHave to black-on-black some shit, attractive accentesLife luxury ??? crackin itRunnin with drugs and dealersThugs and killers, slugs in villasBlack gorillas and million dollar billersMicrophone nemesis, murder affiliateLyricists get dissed, dismissed, thrown off the premisesPoetically mugged, pedigree`s incrediblyMovin steadily, thoroughlyClippin you somethin terriblyKeith Nut, one of the last to goOne of the last to flowOne of the last niggas to blow[ CHORUS: Armageaddon ]Now who them niggas that be breakin rules? (T Squad)Now who them niggas that be payin dues? (Keith Nut)Now who them niggas that be roamin the townBlowin a pound, since day one holdin it downNow who them niggas that be breakin rules? (T Squad)Now who them niggas that be payin dues? (`Geaddon)Now who them niggas that be roamin the townBlowin a pound, since day one holdin it down[ VERSE 2: Armageaddon ]I`m here to reclaim my respectReppin the set that be bangin my chestT.S., the God`s medaillon, tombstone and begetsAlone and wet I blow my own TecEver had beef with `Geadd and hold no regretsThen you was no threathI go to Death blessed with God`s heedAnd drop a gem on your melon so hard it make you knock-kneeAnd my plot`s greed, my theme`s murderMy climax is when the heat from the burnerBlast me the wings to go furtherNigga, the century`s turnin and I went out of patienceYou think you hard, that .44 blast, it clouds your concentrationAgain, think about it, before my gun hollersAnd kill everything around em even if you bought the albumEnforce the power with guns, dollars and politicsStart a baby apocalypse when my .44 ??? spitPops in and out your skin, breakin through sound and windPiercin the meat and [edited] back out again[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Keith Nut ]Next nigga treason`s gonna meet the demonsLeft for his mama grievinWhen I squeeze the Desert Eag` and cease his breathinWreck your set, make the average rapper wish for deathClap him at the chest, bless him with the Wesson, hope you got your vestKeith`s the last to test, the last to gasp for breathSend you on a crash course to death when I blast the TecTerror faculty known for fillin cavities graduallyStackin g`s, sippin D`Acquerys, livin happily rapidly[ VERSE 3: Armageaddon ]I don`t give a fuck, all I could do with my life was pitch my luckAct sheist when they look at us, that`s the price when you cruise a truckAnd I`d advise you to analyze us, find out who you can trustRival me plus memorize the eyes of the dudes you bustYou never know when it`s over, rise up out of the tomb and dustThe movin slug was smoothly touched before you recognized who he wasAnd I recognize ??? for doin the shit that stupid doesMy cats gon` shoot them slug, send them things right through yo mug[ CHORUS ]

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