Текст (слова) песни: Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f Chi Chi - Time`s Calling

[Intro: P.R. Terrorist]
Yeah... it`s about my muthafuckin` time, son, word up
Niggaz gonna have to give me mines... pay up!

[P.R. Terrorist]
Yo, time`s calling for a new king, a new bassline, a new string
A new drumkit, new verse spit from a new spic
A new hook, a new rap page, from a new book
A new crook, a new image to overlook
Critize, look deep into my eyes, you`d be shook
When the beef cook, in the various flames, I call names
Not to get a name, but to address it, from where it came
You`d be ashamed, drew a road and the express train to fame
When I bust, I`m hittin` the target I`m aimin` at
You went for broke, and gats your bought with spare change, from laundry mats
You ain`t get that? Press rewind, play it back
Call your man on your jack, be sure to tell him, that I`m back
With somethin` new, that you could bop too, chop your rocks too
When you playin` the block, duck the cops
Who drink Vodka, Henny, Remy and Scotch and say `fuck you`

[Chorus: Chi Chi]
Your time is calling, oh
Your time is calling, yeah
I feel, I feel your pain, yeah..
Oh... I... I feel your pain, babe
Ohh, ohh, your time, your time, is calling
Your time, oooh, boy, ahahaha
Your pain, I feel your pain, oh

[P.R. Terrorist]
Yo, my time`s calling, sometimes I feel like I`m fallin`
In a dark hole, losin` control, feelin` old
While I`m still type young, razor blade under my tongue
Weed smoke in my lungs, Hen` rock had me strung
Offa thug life, til I realized I had one life
Mami made me beans and rice, with the pollo caliente
The block, the Rock is hard boiled
Buried in the dirt, but raised in Shaolin soil
Hold out your hand but I got nothing for you
You all and around, when the milk`s start to spoil
Grams wrapped in foil, cowboys with lases, they lookin` for you
I can`t eat a good bite, can`t sleep a good night
Only hotel and fast food restaurants, til I get my shit right
My time`s calling

[Chorus to end w/ variations]

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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: Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f Chi Chi - Time`s Calling [Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Yeah... it`s about my muthafuckin` time, son, word up Niggaz gonna have to give me mines... pay up! [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, time`s calling for a new king, a new bassline, a new string A new drumkit, new verse spit from a new spic A new hook, a new rap page, from a new book A new crook, a new image to overlook Critize, look deep into my eyes, you`d be shook When the beef cook, in the various flames, I call names Not to get a name, but to address it, from where it came You`d be ashamed, drew a road and the express train to fame When I bust, I`m hittin` the target I`m aimin` at You went for broke, and gats your bought with spare change, from laundry mats You ain`t get that? Press rewind, play it back Call your man on your jack, be sure to tell him, that I`m back With somethin` new, that you could bop too, chop your rocks too When you playin` the block, duck the cops Who drink Vodka, Henny, Remy and Scotch and say `fuck you` [Chorus: Chi Chi] Your time is calling, oh Your time is calling, yeah I feel, I feel your pain, yeah.. Oh... I... I feel your pain, babe Ohh, ohh, your time, your time, is calling Your time, oooh, boy, ahahaha Your pain, I feel your pain, oh [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, my time`s calling, sometimes I feel like I`m fallin` In a dark hole, losin` control, feelin` old While I`m still type young, razor blade under my tongue Weed smoke in my lungs, Hen` rock had me strung Offa thug life, til I realized I had one life Mami made me beans and rice, with the pollo caliente The block, the Rock is hard boiled Buried in the dirt, but raised in Shaolin soil Hold out your hand but I got nothing for you You all and around, when the milk`s start to spoil Grams wrapped in foil, cowboys with lases, they lookin` for you I can`t eat a good bite, can`t sleep a good night Only hotel and fast food restaurants, til I get my shit right My time`s calling [Chorus to end w/ variations] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Time`s Calling: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14119.html Все тексты песен: Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f Chi Chi » Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f Chi Chi - Time`s Calling Рекомендуем скачать: » bikini kill - Capri Pants » bouncing souls - New Day » Bucci Antonella - Animo » Böhse Onkelz - Das Problem bist Du » Bruce Hornsby And The Range - Spider Fingers » Blessed union of souls - When She Comes » Big D And The Kids Table - Evil Girl/Angry Girl » Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In The Dark » Basia - The Prayer Of A Happy Housewife » Brian Wilson - Please Let Me Wonder » Billie Holiday - I Only Have Eyes for You » Bill Anderson - If It`s All The Same To You » butthole surfers - Revolution Part I And Ii » Bomfunk MC`s - Spoken World » Ben Folds Five - Missing The War » Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Please Baby » Beth Nielsen Chapman - No System for Love » Band De Soleil - The Gathering » Bo$$ - Recipe of a Hoe » brujeria - Cuiden A Los Ninos
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