Текст (слова) песни: The Roots f Jean Grae - Somebody`s Gotta Do It

The Roots

Somebody`s Gotta Do It Lyrics

[Hook]
Somebody`s gotta be there when it gets ugly
Somebody`s gotta be there when it gets bloody
Somebody`s gotta get their hands dirty
Yo, it`s a fucked up job but somebody`s gotta do it
Somebody`s gotta come up with a plan
And be there when the shit hits the fan
I hope y`all out there understand
Look man it`s a fucked up job, but somebody`s gotta do it

[Riq Gees]
Yeah y`all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist
Raw, that`s what every soldier in my collective is
Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist
My level headedness make it come off so effortless
The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish
Back setting it with the answer to your deficit
My track record is hot shit, consecutive
Smug, I got game just like a record executive
A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen
A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling
Bet on Black
Bet these cats that`s all gelatin
Will fall back spittin` them raps that`s unintelligent
Raps that cap, rabid rattlin` out the gattlin`
Crippling rhymes whistlin` past, blow you back in
Smellin` your blood now I`m huntin`
Blowin` your front in for frontin` what up cousin?
Oh, now it`s nothin`
Yo, you can`t go beyond a point of no returning
I flip like my name Turner
That`s for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner
The raw sojourner for truth
The mic burner

[Repeat Hook]

[Jean Grae]
Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited
Others just rentin` it like rooms at the Sheraton
I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in-
And y`all cold like a show in the Netherlands
Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves -
So I don`t form pals - conform to norms - morals different
Gifted - use it to shift shit a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I`m liquid
You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell
They`ll just richochette nigga aura`s hard as hell
Before there was ain`t hard to tell
The mic`s cycle coincided right with mine as well
Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight
I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate
I scraped barrel - even dined up on wine and steaks
Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased
The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots
Will get smaller as I approach - so watch your stash box
Fox logo if your fave is local
Get bruised till you`re the color of the Laker`s logo
This is work niggaz

[Repeat Hook]

[Mac]
I made it - ain`t nobody believe in me
But this rap game is like selling coke legally
Ain`t no innovations - that takes concentration
Nigga`s celebrating not knowing the time they wasting
Killin` mics is one of my aesthetics
Rip very live so I`m an entertainer like Cedric
Shit they play on radio`s now give me a headache
Can`t slow me down I know where I`m headed
The profit on kill if you let it
Nigga`s feeling energetic
Wanna rumble - guns will come out
Here come the paramedics
I`m just trying to live like I`ve Devin
Tired of my people failin`
We all sin - the devil, what di I tell em
Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy
I see things vividly, y`all vision is blurry
Even if you hate - through my music you gone love
Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly

[Repeat Hook]

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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: The Roots f Jean Grae - Somebody`s Gotta Do It The Roots Somebody`s Gotta Do It Lyrics [Hook] Somebody`s gotta be there when it gets ugly Somebody`s gotta be there when it gets bloody Somebody`s gotta get their hands dirty Yo, it`s a fucked up job but somebody`s gotta do it Somebody`s gotta come up with a plan And be there when the shit hits the fan I hope y`all out there understand Look man it`s a fucked up job, but somebody`s gotta do it [Riq Gees] Yeah y`all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist Raw, that`s what every soldier in my collective is Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist My level headedness make it come off so effortless The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish Back setting it with the answer to your deficit My track record is hot shit, consecutive Smug, I got game just like a record executive A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling Bet on Black Bet these cats that`s all gelatin Will fall back spittin` them raps that`s unintelligent Raps that cap, rabid rattlin` out the gattlin` Crippling rhymes whistlin` past, blow you back in Smellin` your blood now I`m huntin` Blowin` your front in for frontin` what up cousin? Oh, now it`s nothin` Yo, you can`t go beyond a point of no returning I flip like my name Turner That`s for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner The raw sojourner for truth The mic burner [Repeat Hook] [Jean Grae] Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited Others just rentin` it like rooms at the Sheraton I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in- And y`all cold like a show in the Netherlands Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves - So I don`t form pals - conform to norms - morals different Gifted - use it to shift shit a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I`m liquid You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell They`ll just richochette nigga aura`s hard as hell Before there was ain`t hard to tell The mic`s cycle coincided right with mine as well Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate I scraped barrel - even dined up on wine and steaks Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots Will get smaller as I approach - so watch your stash box Fox logo if your fave is local Get bruised till you`re the color of the Laker`s logo This is work niggaz [Repeat Hook] [Mac] I made it - ain`t nobody believe in me But this rap game is like selling coke legally Ain`t no innovations - that takes concentration Nigga`s celebrating not knowing the time they wasting Killin` mics is one of my aesthetics Rip very live so I`m an entertainer like Cedric Shit they play on radio`s now give me a headache Can`t slow me down I know where I`m headed The profit on kill if you let it Nigga`s feeling energetic Wanna rumble - guns will come out Here come the paramedics I`m just trying to live like I`ve Devin Tired of my people failin` We all sin - the devil, what di I tell em Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy I see things vividly, y`all vision is blurry Even if you hate - through my music you gone love Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly [Repeat Hook] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Somebody`s Gotta Do It: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/14357.html Все тексты песен: The Roots f Jean Grae » The Roots f Jean Grae - Somebody`s Gotta Do It Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Клячкин, Александр Городницкий - Элегия » Евгений Клячкин - Отчего сегодня так сосульки звенят... » Евгения Козина - Солнечный зайчик » Елена Фролова - Скифская колыбельная » Евгений Сельц - Закручено все, и заверчено все, и достаточно гаек... » Евгений Романов - Давай, не будем » Евгений Банников - Ох, и дернул черт жениться... » Евгений Бачурин - Надежда » Евгений Клячкин - День за днем, а год за годом катит... » Евгений Исакевич - Метро » Елена Фролова - Victoria » Егор летов - Мы в глубокой жопе » Елена Гурфинкель - Найди свой Млечный Путь, один во всей Вселенной... » Егор летов - Система » Елена Казанцева - У меня украли Васю, увезли в Сибирь... » Евгений Сельц - Ты слишком один, чтобы каяться или грешить... » Елена Гурфинкель - Мой мастер » Евгений Медведев - Ты пригласила меня на чашку чая к себе... » Евгений Клячкин - Песенка об образцовом пешеходе » Евгений Клячкин - Поезд
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