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Текст песни The Neptunes f Ab-Liva, Clipse - Blaze of Glory

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[Pharrell]Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair `nA lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin`First the firing then the siren you`ll be hearin`Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin`[Chorus - Pharrell]It`s me or you, or them or usLost to what, them things gon` bustAshes to ashes, and dust to dustI clear the land, "In God We Trust" niggaIt`s the blaze of glory, the blaze of gloryYou come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of gloryThe blaze of glory, the blaze of gloryYou come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory[Pusha T]EGHCK! fuck ya crews and, who ya choosin`Critics and news, and all their reviewsThe watch jeweled and, VS jewels withDifferent hews, of rogues or bluesThe street movement, that I move wit"Hurri"s the "cane" like Miami UYa niggaz foolin`, whatcha doinObviously, you ain`t got a clueIt`s the blaze of gloryI`m killer in the clutch, like the Lakers` HorryWit four seconds left, rappers can`t ignore meQuit stepping on my heelYou fuckers riding my flow, like I`m your training wheels, ugh!Mind over matter, SL blackerSunny days, I might if to think he can`t ROOF!You niggaz fishin, well wishinLotta rhyme but still missin` the vision, it`s the blaze of glory[Chorus][Ab-Liva]Sheah, the blaze of glory, rewrite historyTurn pages for me, my story is epicHustle in my blood, my story is metricBring that O backwards I`m feeling dyslexicGrew up mis-directed, dark complectedSometimes no electric, it was hecticIt was harsh, I was awed, I was infected, neglectedAt sixteen, I got connected like TetrisHad the power to zone, turn powder to stoneIn any beef, iron drept it, iron testedThink back, I invested, I assessed it, I reflectedThink back, I was requested by GodI shall lead as I was directedDemand to be king, I was selected a menacing thingDefying the odds, the fire with armsA tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so run for ya weapon nigga![Chorus][Malice]I`m for that hit rich quick shit, for that quick lickFor that quick Vick fucka, I ain`t for the bullshitI ain`t for the small talk, strictly `bout the ballparkFigures on my numbers these niggaz is all talkNiggaz is missin`, out on life, I ain`t hit himI ain`t sittin `round thumb-twiddling, I ain`t wishin`No one could ever tell the Malicious I ain`t livin`The home town homies hate my name, I ain`t trippin`I don`t retaliate, I don`t hate, I obliv` `emJйsus `round my neck, I`ma Christian, I forgive `emI was chosen to hold this throneI held my own, ever since I held that zoneAnd served it, from all the days I heard mama`s cursesNow I put it in verses, it was worth itDon`t let it hurt kid, push a pack, cook a crackWhatever be the plate, motherfucka get the bank, uh![Chorus]

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