Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - D`Evils

[Verse One]
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We`re all trying to win, but then again
Maybe it`s for the best though, cause when they`re seeing too much
You know they`re trying to get you touched
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn`t understand the mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain`t trying to survive
I`m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot
Life ills, poison my body
I used to say `fuck mic skills`
And never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti
That`s right it`s wicked, that`s life I live it
Ain`t asking for forgiveness for my sins, ends
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on
all the evils that the game`ll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now we`re lethal, infected with D`Evils...

[Verse Two]
We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
Thinkin back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I`m kidnappin his baby`s mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn`t convinced
So I kept feedin her money `til her shit started to make sense
Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
Now I`m tryin to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears
Know she`s wishin we were still close
Don`t cry, it is to be
In time, I`ll take away your miseries and make `em mine, D`Evils...

[Verse Three]
My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D`Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses
The Exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie
You don`t know me, but the whole world owe me - strip!
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life
So now I`m down for whatever, ain`t nothing nice
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly
But now this +Higher Learning+ got the +Remy+ in me
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I can`t be held accountable, D`Evils beatin me down, boo
Got me runnin with guys, making G`s, tellin lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I`m giving lead showers
Stop screamin, you know the demon said it`s best to die
And even if +Jehovah Witness+, bet he`ll never testify, D`Evils...

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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: Jay-Z - D`Evils [Verse One] This shit is wicked on these mean streets None of my friends speak We`re all trying to win, but then again Maybe it`s for the best though, cause when they`re seeing too much You know they`re trying to get you touched Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn`t understand the mechanics And the workings of the underworld, granted Nine to five is how to survive, I ain`t trying to survive I`m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot Life ills, poison my body I used to say `fuck mic skills` And never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti That`s right it`s wicked, that`s life I live it Ain`t asking for forgiveness for my sins, ends I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on all the evils that the game`ll do It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us And now we`re lethal, infected with D`Evils... [Verse Two] We used to fight for building blocks Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing The closest of friends when we first started But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted Thinkin back when we first learned to use rubbers He never learned so in turn I`m kidnappin his baby`s mother My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties About his whereabouts I wasn`t convinced So I kept feedin her money `til her shit started to make sense Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties Now I`m tryin to rock this bitch to sleep All the years we were real close Now I see his fears through her tears Know she`s wishin we were still close Don`t cry, it is to be In time, I`ll take away your miseries and make `em mine, D`Evils... [Verse Three] My flesh, no nigga could test My soul is possessed by D`Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses The Exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie You don`t know me, but the whole world owe me - strip! Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life So now I`m down for whatever, ain`t nothing nice Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly But now this +Higher Learning+ got the +Remy+ in me Liquors invaded my kidneys Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me I can`t be held accountable, D`Evils beatin me down, boo Got me runnin with guys, making G`s, tellin lies that sound true Come test me, I never cower For the love of money, son, I`m giving lead showers Stop screamin, you know the demon said it`s best to die And even if +Jehovah Witness+, bet he`ll never testify, D`Evils... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни D`Evils: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/2436.html Все тексты песен: Jay-Z » Jay-Z - It`s Like That » Jay-Z - The Ruler`s Back » Jay-Z - Bitches & Sisters » Jay-Z - Streets is Watching soundtrack » Jay-Z - Super Ugly (Dissing Nas) » Jay-Z - Ain`t No Nigga » Jay-Z - All Around The World » Jay-Z - Cashmere Thoughts » Jay-Z - It`s Like That » Jay-Z - Imaginary Player » Jay-Z - Pop 4 Roc » Jay-Z - The Best Of Both Worlds » Jay-Z - Jigga My Nigga » Jay-Z - Rap Game / Crack Game » Jay-Z - I Did it My Way » Jay-Z - Pain In Da Ass (outro) » Jay-Z - Izzo (H.O.V.A.) » Jay-Z - Paper Chase » Jay-Z - IntroHand It Down » Jay-Z - Sunshine Рекомендуем скачать: » Шура - День за окном » Шамиль Абряров - Осторожность » Шура, Shura - Отшумели летние дожди » Шystein Sunde - 2003, en butikk-Odysse » Шура - Холодная Луна-2 » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Межгалактический воин » Шухрат Хусаинов - Как кобра, яд свой пережив... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Фокстрот для электрофона с тараканом » Шухрат Хусаинов - Где ветра, что мою боль уносили... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Колыбельная для печали » Шухрат Хусаинов - Городу » Шамиль Абряров - Ночь. Утро. » Шуфутинский Михаил - Пиво-воды » Шелег Михаил - В НАТУРЕ, АП! » Шуфутинский Михаил - Бутылка вина » Шухрат Хусаинов, Зинур Миналиев - Докурю » Шухрат Хусаинов - Опустели остановки. Осень городу обновки... » Шамиль Абряров - Я потерян в траве » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящается художнику Любови Старцевой » Шура, Shura - Не говори о любви
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