Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - From the Window of my Room

[B Real]
Now lately I`ve been findin myself pourin my guts out
Expressin my thoughts lettin my nuts out in the walls
of sleep I can`t keep it all in the hall clear
While others keep it inside for the pride they hold dear
Shoulda been woulda been coulda been the cops
Stop look and listen you`ll get a vision of hip hop
Individuals lookin to the battle the shadows of man
See it all be it all, you need a plan
It takes one man to understand this
Learn fuckin with a deadly gas, you get burned
From the window of my room, I shoot all stars
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
of living it`s all given to you, don`t lose it
Every man`s given a tool, but don`t use it
Chorus: B-Real
From the window of my room, I shoot all stars
Every little bit you consume, the high cost
Break free, you`re selling your soul, for a fee
But all that shit ain`t worth it, you burnin up see
the window of my room, I shoot all stars
Every little bit you consume, is high cost
Break free, you`re selling your soul, for a fee
But all that shit ain`t worth it, you burnin up see
[B-Real]
From the window of my room, the gloom spreadin across
the land of milk and honey, no money to feed the boss
Funny the cost of life, cut clean blood streams
out the body, nobody wants you dreamin about shorty
No longer don`t need a 40 to take away any pain
So punk me and I`ll give you the world exact change
or quote me and you`re never the same, I claim no one
I show none the weakness individuals go forth ya seek this
Wherever I roam is home to me
You Shogun, look at my enemies try to do me
The influential status, you know the baddest
Lookie here, show you what that is, bringin the madness
Sadness to those appealin to any conflict
Lookin out my window pane, I see you fallin
What are you a man or a mouse, the house light
shinin within, that`s when you begin to live again
Chorus
[Sen Dog]
From my window I can see
Humanity, goin insane G
Everybody want respect, but you gotta collect
Only hardcore vatos on the set
Don`t get me wrong but some rhymes get twisted
There it goes, the pride, you missed it
I ain`t upset with the motherfucker dissin
Find me in Watts when you wanna come hit me
Some shit ain`t what it seems, in the land of dreams
Some sell their soul to get the cream
From the teens I don`t sling or slang no crack
I`m known for bringin in funky ass raps
See those magazine crews and I`m a goner
Dull interviews with these damn primadonnas
Unlike some of these fools on the turf
Look like the real thing, but they soft like Nerfs
So unrehearsed that it shows in the product
Need to get the fuck out, before you get caught up
Chorus

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - From the Window of my Room [B Real] Now lately I`ve been findin myself pourin my guts out Expressin my thoughts lettin my nuts out in the walls of sleep I can`t keep it all in the hall clear While others keep it inside for the pride they hold dear Shoulda been woulda been coulda been the cops Stop look and listen you`ll get a vision of hip hop Individuals lookin to the battle the shadows of man See it all be it all, you need a plan It takes one man to understand this Learn fuckin with a deadly gas, you get burned From the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume, the high cost of living it`s all given to you, don`t lose it Every man`s given a tool, but don`t use it Chorus: B-Real From the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume, the high cost Break free, you`re selling your soul, for a fee But all that shit ain`t worth it, you burnin up see the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume, is high cost Break free, you`re selling your soul, for a fee But all that shit ain`t worth it, you burnin up see [B-Real] From the window of my room, the gloom spreadin across the land of milk and honey, no money to feed the boss Funny the cost of life, cut clean blood streams out the body, nobody wants you dreamin about shorty No longer don`t need a 40 to take away any pain So punk me and I`ll give you the world exact change or quote me and you`re never the same, I claim no one I show none the weakness individuals go forth ya seek this Wherever I roam is home to me You Shogun, look at my enemies try to do me The influential status, you know the baddest Lookie here, show you what that is, bringin the madness Sadness to those appealin to any conflict Lookin out my window pane, I see you fallin What are you a man or a mouse, the house light shinin within, that`s when you begin to live again Chorus [Sen Dog] From my window I can see Humanity, goin insane G Everybody want respect, but you gotta collect Only hardcore vatos on the set Don`t get me wrong but some rhymes get twisted There it goes, the pride, you missed it I ain`t upset with the motherfucker dissin Find me in Watts when you wanna come hit me Some shit ain`t what it seems, in the land of dreams Some sell their soul to get the cream From the teens I don`t sling or slang no crack I`m known for bringin in funky ass raps See those magazine crews and I`m a goner Dull interviews with these damn primadonnas Unlike some of these fools on the turf Look like the real thing, but they soft like Nerfs So unrehearsed that it shows in the product Need to get the fuck out, before you get caught up Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни From the Window of my Room: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5597.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Hits From the Bong » Cypress Hill - Tu No Ajaunta (Checkmate) » Cypress Hill - Tequila (Tequila Sunrise) » Cypress Hill - Checkmate » Cypress Hill - When the Ship Goes Down (Diamond D Remix) » Cypress Hill - No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just Kill a Man) » Cypress Hill - Hits From the Bong » Cypress Hill - No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just K » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise (Uncensored Remix) » Cypress Hill - Puercos (Pigs) » Cypress Hill - Stoned is the Way of the Walk » Cypress Hill - Riot Starter » Cypress Hill - Scooby Doo » Cypress Hill - Let it Rain » Cypress Hill - Clash Of The Titans » Cypress Hill - Muevete » Cypress Hill - Weed Man » Cypress Hill - Superstar(rock) » Cypress Hill - Red Light Visions » Cypress Hill - Cock the Hammer Рекомендуем скачать: » Руслана - Я тебя люблю » Руслан Шмаков - Запоет опять соловушка... » РљР°Р±СЂРёРѕР»РµС‚ - Р¦РµРїРё » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Рок-н-ролльно » Револьверз - Я знаю » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Отторжение » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Командировка в Москву » Руслан Масюков (Фабрика звезд-5) - Я любил тебя » Ратмир Шишков (Фабрика звезд-4) - Ты для меня одна » Руслан Руф - Терзания слушателя подготовительных курсов мединститута, который к тому же пишет песни » Ришат Гилязов - Что значит ВЕРУ потерять... » Роберт Александров - Подошла ко мне старуха... » Рок-острова - Обыкновенная история » Руки Вверх - Без тормозов » Руки Вверх - Если ты разлюбила » Руки Вверх - Без любви » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р’СЃРµ, Р§РµРіРѕ РўС‹ Р–РґРµС?СЊ » Руки Вверх - Песенка N3 » РЎРѕРіРґРёР°РЅР° - РЎРёРЅРµРµ РќРµР±Рѕ » Раиса Абельская - Бродяга
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