Текст (слова) песни: PackFM - Spit in the Wind

[Verse 1]
You`ve been gathered to this meetin` by a wolf in a sheep skin
Slick talkin` heathen, even spit when I`m sleepin`
Dope MC by day and super rapper in the evenin`
I`m the man that your ex hails when she breathes in
Plague is the legion that I pledge my allegiance
We the kings in any region plus it`s ass kickin` season
Shit we lookin for a reason, last cretin caught reachin`
Got pulled over speedin` while retreatin` from the beatin`
We diamonds in the rough, packin` seats in arenas
You rhinestones in sequins open-micin` on the weekend
I doubt that you could test the fleet without peekin` or cheatin`
We beefin` if I even think you speakin` out of sequence
Spit fire like a demon, blessin` raps with the Deacon
Distinguished on the mic like I`m speakin` king`s english
You wake up with the fever dreamin` that you can defeat us
But we don`t buy that shit either because seein` is believin`

[Chorus - 2X]
Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back
Catch. Bitch, don`t flinch
Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back
So don`t you spit in the wind

[Verse 2]
There ain`t too many who can hang, think you better, do your thang
shit you threw my way came back at you like a boomerang
Think I`m new to the game? This ain`t a fuckin` movie mayne
Shit you people do for fame, pimp yourself like Pootie Tang
Ruthless with the Brooklyn slang, rollin` with the crooked game
Mad because we took your dame, shit we could have took your chain
Now it`s just a fuckin` shame, told your friends we used to hang
Groupie bitches do the same, shoulda never shook your hand
What the hell`s it gonna take for you to get this through your brain?
Couldn`t get the picture, so I guess I`ll just remove the frame
Who`s to blame? You my friend. Ain`t nothin` here for you to gain
Got set up to lose again, by now you should be used to pain
Can`t see me in raps, so in battles better use a cane
Leave you dancin` on the train, beggin random dudes for change
Frontin` like a shooter when you know you shoulda took the lane
Even John Henry couldn`t fuck with tracks I used to bang

[Chorus 2x]

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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: PackFM - Spit in the Wind [Verse 1] You`ve been gathered to this meetin` by a wolf in a sheep skin Slick talkin` heathen, even spit when I`m sleepin` Dope MC by day and super rapper in the evenin` I`m the man that your ex hails when she breathes in Plague is the legion that I pledge my allegiance We the kings in any region plus it`s ass kickin` season Shit we lookin for a reason, last cretin caught reachin` Got pulled over speedin` while retreatin` from the beatin` We diamonds in the rough, packin` seats in arenas You rhinestones in sequins open-micin` on the weekend I doubt that you could test the fleet without peekin` or cheatin` We beefin` if I even think you speakin` out of sequence Spit fire like a demon, blessin` raps with the Deacon Distinguished on the mic like I`m speakin` king`s english You wake up with the fever dreamin` that you can defeat us But we don`t buy that shit either because seein` is believin` [Chorus - 2X] Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back Catch. Bitch, don`t flinch Whatever you throw our way, we throw right back So don`t you spit in the wind [Verse 2] There ain`t too many who can hang, think you better, do your thang shit you threw my way came back at you like a boomerang Think I`m new to the game? This ain`t a fuckin` movie mayne Shit you people do for fame, pimp yourself like Pootie Tang Ruthless with the Brooklyn slang, rollin` with the crooked game Mad because we took your dame, shit we could have took your chain Now it`s just a fuckin` shame, told your friends we used to hang Groupie bitches do the same, shoulda never shook your hand What the hell`s it gonna take for you to get this through your brain? Couldn`t get the picture, so I guess I`ll just remove the frame Who`s to blame? You my friend. Ain`t nothin` here for you to gain Got set up to lose again, by now you should be used to pain Can`t see me in raps, so in battles better use a cane Leave you dancin` on the train, beggin random dudes for change Frontin` like a shooter when you know you shoulda took the lane Even John Henry couldn`t fuck with tracks I used to bang [Chorus 2x] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Spit in the Wind: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/7686.html Все тексты песен: PackFM » PackFM - The 2004 Rap Up » PackFM - Spit in the Wind » PackFM - Stomp Рекомендуем скачать: » Филипп Киркоров - Атлантида » Филипп Киркоров - Обручальная ночь » Федоров Виктор - Приглашение к сказке » Фрида - Я тащусь от тебя » Фабрика - Отпустить любовь » Филипп Киркоров - Песня о себе » Филипп Киркоров - Сумасшедший вечер » Филипп Киркоров - Ты, ты, ты » Фрида - Девушки хотят » Ф.Киркоров - Давай помиримся » Фидошные песни - Фидошный панк » Фидошные песни - Широко ФИДО мое родное » Фабрика звезд-3 - Гимн ФЗ-3 » Филипп Киркоров - Мария Магдалена » Фабрика звезд-3 - Ария министра контроля жироотложения Фзл » Фактор2 - Твой » Феликс Даллада - Лишь восток расцветал... » Фидошные песни - у Билли Гейтса v2 » Ф.Киркоров - Радио-бэйби » Филипп Киркоров - Эти глаза напротив
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