Текст (слова) песни: Mr. Lif - A Glimpse at the Struggle

[Mr.Lif in the background]
(This is what I gotta do)
Mic Check!

[Verse 1]
Well if you can`t beat em`, join em`, build a memoriam
This kid got gold teeth, fuck it, coin em` so we can get some loot in our pocket
My man who just did a bid said you haven`t tried it don`t knock it
I wear the rings of Saturn on my knuckles, like trucks do
Life 40 acres and a mule I`m down to buck soon, my tool iller starts
Could make the world around my lost souls keep my mind in two colds
Keep the world in two holes in my head just oppose
I cited murder flows, on the low I contra flows the way that its supposed to be
I keep 10 rings around the frozery
I`m bout to rob the store I need some loot and some groceries
I need a lout with 3 blunders, fuck another night of hunger
I been a good man and I don`t deserve to suffer
After this night, I`ll return to being peaceful I put this on my people
Working exchange and worth the peep though, yo
Do you recall the days when brothers used to chill
Flex on the mic and display ghetto appeal
Yo those were the days when it was really real
Yo those were the days when it was really real
But we`ll, all get it back together one day
But until then its stuff gunspray
I bless my head with every night I lay, and I pray for a brighter day
But anyway gotta get them thoughts out of my mind now
Wipe the sweat off my eyebrows, and stop to caught bring my hideout
Lie down you two niggaz in a second now
First brother shook with fear, and the second nigga caught a smile, wow
You doing that why don`t you strip white Gaza
This nigga yells you "well youse a frontin ass roster"
By my actions I have to say that thats true
But shut the fuck up I didnt ask you
I might blast you, If I have to, no mask
They can`t find me, even if you ID
But yo thanks for checking me, then unexpectedly
This pet nigga right behind the counter started wettin` me
9 mm weaponry or ya be sleepin on the chest next to me
Nobody understands society molested me, they just questioned me
Nature of the arm going clean up crew clean my blood stops flowin
All my enemies out on the block, plus the government is smiling
Cause they sense the scent of death blowing, just showing
They plans run in precisely, "this nigga ought to fit into a wood box nicely"
Ghetto stress have my own fuckin people ice me
If you look you can find me, on the corner store tile floor
Another landmark of the ghetto I saw
Is it all worth to die for? Noooooo

Its not worth it ([echoes]nooooooooo)

[Three Men talking]
Man 1: Yo oh shit this dude got shot!
Man 2: He got shot?
Man 1: Yeah fucking shot dawg tryna rob a store
Man 3: What? The fuck is this!?
Man 1: Thats fucked up yo
Man 2: We gotta get out of here
Man 1: Yo this ain`t cool
Man 3: Yo where you goin?
Man 2: We gotta get the fuck out of here, this nigga wildin, HE WILDIN IM
OUT!.......yo I think I went to high school with this kid

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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: Mr. Lif - A Glimpse at the Struggle [Mr.Lif in the background] (This is what I gotta do) Mic Check! [Verse 1] Well if you can`t beat em`, join em`, build a memoriam This kid got gold teeth, fuck it, coin em` so we can get some loot in our pocket My man who just did a bid said you haven`t tried it don`t knock it I wear the rings of Saturn on my knuckles, like trucks do Life 40 acres and a mule I`m down to buck soon, my tool iller starts Could make the world around my lost souls keep my mind in two colds Keep the world in two holes in my head just oppose I cited murder flows, on the low I contra flows the way that its supposed to be I keep 10 rings around the frozery I`m bout to rob the store I need some loot and some groceries I need a lout with 3 blunders, fuck another night of hunger I been a good man and I don`t deserve to suffer After this night, I`ll return to being peaceful I put this on my people Working exchange and worth the peep though, yo Do you recall the days when brothers used to chill Flex on the mic and display ghetto appeal Yo those were the days when it was really real Yo those were the days when it was really real But we`ll, all get it back together one day But until then its stuff gunspray I bless my head with every night I lay, and I pray for a brighter day But anyway gotta get them thoughts out of my mind now Wipe the sweat off my eyebrows, and stop to caught bring my hideout Lie down you two niggaz in a second now First brother shook with fear, and the second nigga caught a smile, wow You doing that why don`t you strip white Gaza This nigga yells you "well youse a frontin ass roster" By my actions I have to say that thats true But shut the fuck up I didnt ask you I might blast you, If I have to, no mask They can`t find me, even if you ID But yo thanks for checking me, then unexpectedly This pet nigga right behind the counter started wettin` me 9 mm weaponry or ya be sleepin on the chest next to me Nobody understands society molested me, they just questioned me Nature of the arm going clean up crew clean my blood stops flowin All my enemies out on the block, plus the government is smiling Cause they sense the scent of death blowing, just showing They plans run in precisely, "this nigga ought to fit into a wood box nicely" Ghetto stress have my own fuckin people ice me If you look you can find me, on the corner store tile floor Another landmark of the ghetto I saw Is it all worth to die for? Noooooo Its not worth it ([echoes]nooooooooo) [Three Men talking] Man 1: Yo oh shit this dude got shot! Man 2: He got shot? Man 1: Yeah fucking shot dawg tryna rob a store Man 3: What? The fuck is this!? Man 1: Thats fucked up yo Man 2: We gotta get out of here Man 1: Yo this ain`t cool Man 3: Yo where you goin? Man 2: We gotta get the fuck out of here, this nigga wildin, HE WILDIN IM OUT!.......yo I think I went to high school with this kid Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни A Glimpse at the Struggle: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/13392.html Все тексты песен: Mr. Lif » Mr. Lif - New Man Theme » Mr. Lif - Madness in a Cup » Mr. Lif - Home of the Brave » Mr. Lif - Enters the Colossus » Mr. Lif - Datablend » Mr. Lif - Heavy Artillery » Mr. Lif - Return of the B-Boy » Mr. Lif - Farmhand » Mr. Lif - Be Out » Mr. Lif - Front On This » Mr. Lif - They Made It That Way » Mr. Lif - A Glimpse at the Struggle » Mr. Lif - Boston * » Mr. Lif - The Unorthodox » Mr. Lif - Jugular Vein » Mr. Lif - Pull Out Your Cut » Mr. Lif - Live From the Plantation » Mr. Lif - Earthcrusher » Mr. Lif - Arise » Mr. Lif - Farmhand 12" Рекомендуем скачать: » Ирина Полякова - Домой! » Игорь Саруханов - Слово в слово » Ирина Левинзон - Охотник » Игорь Кузьмин - Ближневосточная мелодия времен императорского Рима » Ирина Аллегрова - Свадебные цветы » И.К.С.-Миссия - Белые ночи » Игорь Николаев - Русские в Америке » Игорь Кузьмин - Последний переулок » Иванушки International - Где ты » Игорь Глотов - Трое с площади Карронад » Игорь Михалёв - Рыцарская песня » Ирина Орищенко - Межсезонье » Игорь Рабин - Этюд в 6 падежах или Прощание с мудаком » Ирина Жукова - Элегия » Ирина Аллегрова - Розы на сегу (стынут слезы мои на морозе » Игорь Михалёв - Памяти Сергея Стеркина » Игорь Андриенко - Процесс (По роману Ф. Кафки) » Ирина Руднева - Какой-то радостный листок в стенном календаре... » Игорь Белый - Соната возвращения » Игорь Андриенко - Положите меня на большую кровать
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