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Текст (слова) песни: Goodie Mob f OutKast - Still Standing Single

Shit
And we come to win
We gon` hit all the hemispheres
Bottom Dirty South, yeah

Costly, trey slippery
The gangsta hippie, damn skimpy
We in your face
Lightning told ?
Suckers, getting hit for losses
Not even makin` it back, to the line of scrimmage
Seizin` those scrubs out, starters in
Midnight madness, somethin` to us
From A to Z
Bustas get blocked
For sinning papers, word is bogus
Freeloaders get dropped out
Pay docked
Rollers, wanna be callin` shots
Non-believers hot, under the collar
Goodie to be more dope boys, and Mister C
Generatin` dolllars
We don`t leave to be followed
I holler

Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before
woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Um, yeah, uh
I`m in the clouds, the dark
My planes racin` cross the sky
No hatin` on players, although they passin` us by
Flyin` like a bird, with no destination, makin` a manifistation through
music
Bro use this as a way of expressing you in a cold world
Chasin` herb, clockin` a G
Use them G`s to invest
Sub-Zero degrees, makin` invincible slip
Trippin` nigga the wounds
It was a hard fall to your doom

Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before
woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high
Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before
woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Whenever we, and ever we capture compassion collage
Cleverly they`ll never be
Bindin` for findin` that forever free
Naturally, actually, I master me crastically
The raspy raps, jump through trees and traps
You don`t beleive me, shout his snaps
When his lungs collapse
My aunt is scratchin` for the scraps
Wanan love you but I can`t, cause you eatin` and I ain`t
The sin of the same

sky high (x 10)

now who done stepped in? the nigga the b-i-g the secret weapon boy
slicker that black ice throwing them flows like rice at weddings
so quick flexing, you speaking about somethin` that`s refreshing to the
earlobes
pay for the room and still be in pimp mode
like icebergs, chryslers and buicks
some niggas ain`t on their jobs so them suckers tend to lose it
abuse their priveliges now their whole village is been shot to pieces
coz niggas been biting some stupid shit I mean at feces
boy don`t beat me if you ain`t got no work
I`m strictly about these verses like the ones you hear at church boy
search boy, talking about your dough you punk like lurch boy
every time I heard your rhyming like a fucking jerk boy, simp, yeah!

Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me you eardrum
it was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and blues and browns
and greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood
Ain`t a thing could explain but what pertains to cocaine it a thing that
rain
See summer roll around niggas all about change
then they steady move them keys like bob jamesCoz old man winter`s arrived
the temperature divesNovember just diedDecember`s alive
thus it ain`t no typical ride
just individual way to bring home the bacon when bacon was all gone
making it our own taking me all wrong
We`ve all indulged in the bulge of these no-nos
no you ain`t solo, its even lower levels you can go
take sun people put them in the land of snow

Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before
woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high

Yeah
If it don`t bump up in the club it ain`t hit
If you can`t get down with D Wayne, we got crip
Live a life short, causin` my light, but your shit, stink

 

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