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Текст песни The Terrorists f Bushwick Bill - Fuck The Media

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[Dope-E]Yeah, getting ready to slash to media...You see, what you need to do is start jocking the right information...Fuck the media coming straight from The Terrorists crewI don`t love none of ya`ll hoes so fuck youYou never understand the things I writeUntil you spend a night in the South Park twilightI`m steadily trying to reach my black folksBut all you wanna see is a nigga with black locsAnd you be knowing what the fuck we be sayingAnd you know damn well we ain`t playingNow, as simple as that, stop spreading liesBefore I place M-60 right between your eyes (Yaips!)Cause now ya`ll got me mad as hellAnd all you jealous pens` writing tattle talesBut I don`t give a fuck about your assSee, ya`ll just mad a nigga rolling in cold cashI`m down with Rap-A-Lot, now I got a lotAnd I`ll be damned to let you fuck over what I gotI kick that knowledge on a roughest tipCall Egypt soft, you be bloody with a busted lipAll because I rap with a slang and hang...With the South Park Coaliton gameTogether forever, hard niggas real tightEverybody strapped with them 9`s and we will fightCrashing bodies and throwin`em in the trashGrab their pens and pads and shove it up their assFuck the media...[Bushwick Bill]Fuck them mothafuckas, Dope-E...(Fuck them mothafuckas, Dope-E, cause I don`t love`em...)Me and Dope-E are the world`s first fully functional homicide agency...(Them mothafuckas come on TV fucking with you, man...)You don`t really wanna fuck with me...(Nothing but lies fucking us...)Wait till they get a load of us...(Wait till they get a load of me...)[Dope-E]You ask why I rap about violence and not peaceHoe, get out my face before I burn you with some hot greaseYeah, Dope-E know the game cause I`m downSee, everything I tell you now later it`ll be changed aroundNow, why you wanna start some static...With The Terrorists knowing damn well we cause tragicFatal disastors, you betta run and hideCause I play Quincy and inject you with some syanideCatch somebody else, one by one, that oughta get`emIf not I`m forced to use another form of terrorismEither I`m violent or silent, bodies still dropJohnny lost steps up, no sweat, Nip kills copsSee, what you failed to understand I`m a black poetA brainchild of this society so blow it out your assholeCause I write what I see... In the streets of Houston and on the screens of the TVAnd that`s the way it is and that`s the way it gonna beAnd keep your distance and your hands off meWhen I`m in concert give me some clearanceRemember, fatal mishaps happen when there interferenceFuck the media...[Bushwick Bill]I likes the way it sounds...Hah hah haaa...(Fuck them mothafuckas...)But yo, dig this, man...(God damn them sons of bitches...)Them mothafuckas ain`t never been where we been...(Do they know who they fucking with?)They never seen what we have seen...(Don`t they know I`m their worst nightmare?)Yeah, I tried to kill myself and got shot in a eye...(I`m a type of mothafucka you think you see but I`m not really there...)And then the media wanna ask me why?(But all my thoughts are clear...)What if I would put you under the same pressures you put me under?(I live off fear...)How would you like the microscope to be on your ass?(All I wanna do is suck his blood dry and smoke some fry...)Don`t you know that the ghetto`s nothing but a modern day Vietnam?(And your mama wanna ask why? Hah hah haaaa...)And my backyard is a concentration camp...(Man, fuck them, man...)And you wonder why I smoke amp...(You like to report shit?)Because you mothafuckas put it in my neighborhoodcause you always up to no good...(Report to get my mothafucking fist out of your mother`s forehead...)But fuck you...Fuck the goverment...Fuck everything you stand for..(Cause I know half of my body is Chuckieand the other half is Bushwick...)Cause you say that way...All the same, all created equal...(And fucking over media ain`t nothing but child`s play...)Only thing that`s equal is a factthat you`re white and know how to add up...Hah haa...(Fuck media with that Tell-Lie-Vision...)And some drag to my black ass from what`s rightfully mines...(I already know you telling lies to my vision...)It`s ok...It all don`t have to make sense...(And Dope-E is ready to light some true facts...)See, cause I already know that I`m not all together there...(And you are just straight up full of shit...)But your psychiatrist put me there...(Weather reporters...)But fuck`em...Fuck them all...(We be out there on the streets...We are in the middle of a war zone...)All I need is more knowledge, more wisdom and more understanding...(Ya`ll sit back behind your desk...)So I can see even clearer...(And send some other sucker to tell you some shit that ain`t even true...)And fuck over your bitch ass...(But if you keep fucking with me you gonna know what is what...)Yai-yai-yaiks on your bitch ass!

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