Текст (слова) песни: Killarmy - Where I Rest At

Intro: Beretta 9 & Killa Sin

Yo. Smell that gun powder in the air?
Yo. I smell it, kid.
Shit is like this everyday when I wake up.
We do this shit all time, kid.
It`s a war zone.
It ain`t nothing new over here.
Word up.
You know?
Killarmy time. Military thing.
Shaolin thing.
It`s Born, build nigga.
Gotta civilize.
Yo. Check it out. Yo. Yo.

Chorus: Beretta 9

Where I rest at niggaz scheme at plot
Sling rocks, stars, cops over on our block and get fought
Bust a shot and get shot, smoke pot, get locked
Do a bid, while some taught to resurface to the street
Some don`t last, won`t weep
Where I rest at keep a vest and a gat at least three ways back
So, the flash can`t track, where I rest at do the one to time
Double dirty crossed sneeky snake fucks, where I rest at

[Killa Sin]
Kid, but where I rest at the crime wave be jumping off
Like suicide, commitors on a busy highway with they clothes off
The fire trucks, trust, bull swine, blow your draws off
The nine year olds toying with his sword off
He can hardly tie his nikes up right, so how the fuck you blow his toes off
>From modernized, so are common, coarsed, where I rest at
Steping out the front doors is set back
The warzone, the death trap, waiting to consume those who get trapped
Shaolin, the villianous island filled with hidden pure-breds
Killing niggaz who thrive on the forbidden rituals
Or getting you in the drop, fuck sticking moves
The pick you almost mentally popped like Scotty Pippen
Most niggaz fame is almost chain gangs in state prisons
Wu-Tang reign this worldwide cave for dirty richmen

(Chorus)

[Shogun Assasson]
Yo, yo, I dwell in the slum, roll amongst the bums
Like ?hai-shews?, while ignorant brothers strive to get jewels
Hustling rocks on the blocks and get caught be crooked cops
A ?haitian mamila?, you might get a way if you got enough stamina
And escape death valley, filled with crack alleys
?Crock? these bricks and boulders at niggaz who think they real-live
soldiers
I make my money from here to ?edo?, seventh street
Where the crackheads meet and walk on the block like cops on the beat
Too many heads draw heat, so I keep it short and sweet, stay on my feet
Cuz niggaz`ll step on your toes, and I peeped you strategy
To change your name to jealousy, your man`s name is envy
That`s why your mad at me, cuz I start tackling shit
And lock down the whole strip, and you won`t make shit
Cuz I got that white-white and my shit sells all night
I got what the fiends like, it was meer black in the back off his pants
Plotting on these savage cats, how to make them run all they scratch
And stick them for all they gats, don`t ever cross me
I`m precise the ?heed?, and it be on where I rest at

(Chorus)

[Beretta 9]
Where I rest at...

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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: Killarmy - Where I Rest At Intro: Beretta 9 & Killa Sin Yo. Smell that gun powder in the air? Yo. I smell it, kid. Shit is like this everyday when I wake up. We do this shit all time, kid. It`s a war zone. It ain`t nothing new over here. Word up. You know? Killarmy time. Military thing. Shaolin thing. It`s Born, build nigga. Gotta civilize. Yo. Check it out. Yo. Yo. Chorus: Beretta 9 Where I rest at niggaz scheme at plot Sling rocks, stars, cops over on our block and get fought Bust a shot and get shot, smoke pot, get locked Do a bid, while some taught to resurface to the street Some don`t last, won`t weep Where I rest at keep a vest and a gat at least three ways back So, the flash can`t track, where I rest at do the one to time Double dirty crossed sneeky snake fucks, where I rest at [Killa Sin] Kid, but where I rest at the crime wave be jumping off Like suicide, commitors on a busy highway with they clothes off The fire trucks, trust, bull swine, blow your draws off The nine year olds toying with his sword off He can hardly tie his nikes up right, so how the fuck you blow his toes off >From modernized, so are common, coarsed, where I rest at Steping out the front doors is set back The warzone, the death trap, waiting to consume those who get trapped Shaolin, the villianous island filled with hidden pure-breds Killing niggaz who thrive on the forbidden rituals Or getting you in the drop, fuck sticking moves The pick you almost mentally popped like Scotty Pippen Most niggaz fame is almost chain gangs in state prisons Wu-Tang reign this worldwide cave for dirty richmen (Chorus) [Shogun Assasson] Yo, yo, I dwell in the slum, roll amongst the bums Like ?hai-shews?, while ignorant brothers strive to get jewels Hustling rocks on the blocks and get caught be crooked cops A ?haitian mamila?, you might get a way if you got enough stamina And escape death valley, filled with crack alleys ?Crock? these bricks and boulders at niggaz who think they real-live soldiers I make my money from here to ?edo?, seventh street Where the crackheads meet and walk on the block like cops on the beat Too many heads draw heat, so I keep it short and sweet, stay on my feet Cuz niggaz`ll step on your toes, and I peeped you strategy To change your name to jealousy, your man`s name is envy That`s why your mad at me, cuz I start tackling shit And lock down the whole strip, and you won`t make shit Cuz I got that white-white and my shit sells all night I got what the fiends like, it was meer black in the back off his pants Plotting on these savage cats, how to make them run all they scratch And stick them for all they gats, don`t ever cross me I`m precise the ?heed?, and it be on where I rest at (Chorus) [Beretta 9] Where I rest at... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Where I Rest At: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/9020.html Все тексты песен: Killarmy » Killarmy - War Face » Killarmy - Nonchalantly » Killarmy - Dress to Kill » Killarmy - Red Dawn » Killarmy - Whatever We Want » Killarmy - Universal Soldiers » Killarmy - Afterhours Pt. 1 » Killarmy - Bastard Swordsman » Killarmy - 5 Stages Of Conciousness » Killarmy - Unite to Fight » Killarmy - Pain » Killarmy - Wake Up » Killarmy - Fair, Love and War » Killarmy - Wu-Renegades » Killarmy - Under Siege » Killarmy - Love, Hell or Right » Killarmy - Five Stars » Killarmy - Camouflage Ninjas » Killarmy - Swinging Swords » Killarmy - The Cook Out Рекомендуем скачать: » Елена Фролова - Моя заботушка, Марина... » Евгений Клячкин - Мокрый вальс (для спектакля Баллада о солдате) » Елена Фролова - От всякой мудрости устав, и все на свете потеряв... » Евгений Романов - Пастораль » Егор летов - Система » Екатерина Яровая - Послесловие к кинофильму Покаяние » Елена Фролова - Я живу в нищете, как живут скоморохи и боги... » Евгений Исакевич - Песня Йорика, шута при дворе Гамлета » Евгений Бабенко - Банальный анамнез шизофрении или побасенка о раздвоении личности. » Елена Казанцева - Вдруг, ни с того, ни с сего, просто так... » Елена Гурфинкель - Вот так и живем: от письма до письма... » Евгений Муравьев - Эта осень – да не осыпется скоро!.. » Елена Казанцева - Я лечу по шоссе... » Евгений Исакевич - Что ждет? » Евгений Клячкин - Ни о чем не жалеть... » Елена Фролова - Сказка » Елена Кузьменко - Дверь » Ежова Ира - Увези меня » Елена Казанцева - Ненавижу тебя и твою канарейку... » Елена Анпилогова - Однажды
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