Текст (слова) песни: Jeru the Damaja - D. Original

Verse One:

Dirty rotten scoundrel, that`s what I`m called, on the street
Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat
Ya see I`m streetwise, a con-game pro
Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo
Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo
Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn`s the borough
Homicide central, East New York
Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
Walk, like a ninja, on the asphalt
Here talk is cheap, you`re outlined in chalk
And there`s more hardtimes, than on Good Times
And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime
So I`m steady schemin, won`t work for a dime
Used to get, tax free loot, all the time
Type slick can`t fess on `Ru, because

Verse Two:

Before trains were graffiti proof I used to get loose
Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce
Dirty, because of the skin I`m in
The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon
Even though I`m righteous, rotten`s what you`re yellin
But I`m not chain-snatchin, or drug-sellin
According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham
Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am
But wanna get funny, we can get bummy
Take you to the East and back again money
Filthy putrified trick, step past your sister
Challenge the Damaja, and you`ll be history
Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don`t sing no R&B
Nasty MC deity
Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal
gland, as I expand, you know who I am

Verse Three:

Father of all stylin, I be whylin on wax
We hack shit up like big ax and little ax
Don`t need tokes to make you jump like bungee
Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn`s real grungy
When I come through I clog up your sewer
Peep the maneuveur, drop the ill manure
So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
No matter what you do, you can`t get through the
Crud that comes out of your system
You`re another victim, of dirty rotten
Dirt up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do
But pay homage to...

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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: Jeru the Damaja - D. Original Verse One: Dirty rotten scoundrel, that`s what I`m called, on the street Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat Ya see I`m streetwise, a con-game pro Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn`s the borough Homicide central, East New York Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk Walk, like a ninja, on the asphalt Here talk is cheap, you`re outlined in chalk And there`s more hardtimes, than on Good Times And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime So I`m steady schemin, won`t work for a dime Used to get, tax free loot, all the time Type slick can`t fess on `Ru, because Verse Two: Before trains were graffiti proof I used to get loose Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce Dirty, because of the skin I`m in The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon Even though I`m righteous, rotten`s what you`re yellin But I`m not chain-snatchin, or drug-sellin According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am But wanna get funny, we can get bummy Take you to the East and back again money Filthy putrified trick, step past your sister Challenge the Damaja, and you`ll be history Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don`t sing no R&B Nasty MC deity Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal gland, as I expand, you know who I am Verse Three: Father of all stylin, I be whylin on wax We hack shit up like big ax and little ax Don`t need tokes to make you jump like bungee Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn`s real grungy When I come through I clog up your sewer Peep the maneuveur, drop the ill manure So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter No matter what you do, you can`t get through the Crud that comes out of your system You`re another victim, of dirty rotten Dirt up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do But pay homage to... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни D. Original: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/10574.html Все тексты песен: Jeru the Damaja » Jeru the Damaja - One Day » Jeru the Damaja - Come Clean » Jeru the Damaja - Great Solar Stance » Jeru the Damaja - Tha Bullshit » Jeru the Damaja - Statik » Jeru the Damaja - Brooklyn Took It » Jeru the Damaja - Jungle Music » Jeru the Damaja - Me or the Papes » Jeru the Damaja - The Frustrated Nigga » Jeru the Damaja - War » Jeru the Damaja - Invasion » Jeru the Damaja - Mental Stamina » Jeru the Damaja - Presha » Jeru the Damaja - Friends » Jeru the Damaja - Queens » Jeru the Damaja - How I`m Livin` » Jeru the Damaja - Too Perverted » Jeru the Damaja - Me, Not the Paper » Jeru the Damaja - You Can`t Stop The Prophet » Jeru the Damaja - Average Nigga Рекомендуем скачать: » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Автобус » Чичерина - Пожарные » Чайф - Завяжи мне глаза » Чайф - Диалог » Чайф - За полшага » Чайф - Эта игра » Чичерина - Уходя-уходи » Чайф - Пример » Чайф - Все хорошо » Черняков Владимир - За друзей! » Чичерина Юлия - Блюдца » Чичерина - Сон в канун Нового Года » Чайф - Квадратный вальс » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - В старинном городе Обломове » Черняков Владимир - Вино любви (дэут с К. Огонек) » Чайф - Rock`n`roll это я » Чайф - Твои сны » Чайф - Шабенина » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - То измена, то засада » Чиж и Ко - Вечная молодость
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