Текст (слова) песни: Wu-Tang Clan - A.I.D.S. (America is Dying Slowly, a Red

Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon

Continous
Yeah, youknowhatI`msayin?
Wu-Tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I`ma shoot over here
On that AIDS thing
YouknowhatI`msayin? I`m gonna just slide in the studio quick
Yo, yo
And get this done

Verse One: Killah Priest

When you`re sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long time
You both had strong minds
Combined with feelings, she seems appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no longer keeps brothers
Smothered under deep covers
Erotic programs, Moet and slow jams
Enough to make you hold hands
And plus you a bold man
You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree grow
And bullshit ego, of fly negro
Whole garden sour, polluted with a dead flower
Months later, he`s layin on a respirator
Depending on a generator, to keep his heart moving
And start losing sight in his right eye
In weeks he might die

Verse Two: Raekwon

Yeah, uh-huh
I know this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is Javier
Part-time shooter sharing needles in the stairs
Wise guys disguised as a fly guy
you gettin high right? Weeded up with red shit in your right eye
Youse a menace, your brain cells finished
Begging forgiveness, calling that up top shit syphillis
You know what you was gettin into
Try to guess on what I`ve been through
Fuck shorty raw then she scared you

Chorus: Raekwon

AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it`s real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from my crew, it`s real

Verse Three: RZA

My nigga Chuck, he loved to fuck
Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks
Like Nancy, who liked the fancy tickles
so he put popsicles on her nipples to make her sex passion
triple quadriple, until she bust
Overcome with passion, big ass want lust upon him
But nigga he forsake to grab the condom
Fuck it, he said AIDS, was government made
to keep niggaz afraid so they won`t get laid no babies be made
And the black population will decrease within a decade
German warfare product against the dark shade

Chorus:

AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from my crew, it`s real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it`s real

Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck

Caught by the gravitation earth rotation
Six in the sex is deep, when you can`t see clear
through the sheer brassiere, toke back
Smoking a spliff, sippin cognac, God
you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her back

Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige
Alehze pours, the radio play, Marvin Gaye
What`s Going On? As she screams Sexual Healing
Couldn`t fight the feeling her legs hit the ceiling
Hittin all positions dipped in for quick love
She`s professional she does this shit in strip clubs
Flied in June until she Acquired Immune Deficiency
Now misery is the Syndrome

Outro: Raekwon and others

Oh shit, God that`s wild
Damn, that`s some cherry flavor shit going on though kid
For real, knowhatI`msayin?
What about the exotic type
Caskets is waitin for brothers
Word up slide on the joints baby
Before you go to sex take protection

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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: Wu-Tang Clan - A.I.D.S. (America is Dying Slowly, a Red Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon Continous Yeah, youknowhatI`msayin? Wu-Tang Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I`ma shoot over here On that AIDS thing YouknowhatI`msayin? I`m gonna just slide in the studio quick Yo, yo And get this done Verse One: Killah Priest When you`re sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long time You both had strong minds Combined with feelings, she seems appealing for each other, discreet lover, no longer keeps brothers Smothered under deep covers Erotic programs, Moet and slow jams Enough to make you hold hands And plus you a bold man You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree grow And bullshit ego, of fly negro Whole garden sour, polluted with a dead flower Months later, he`s layin on a respirator Depending on a generator, to keep his heart moving And start losing sight in his right eye In weeks he might die Verse Two: Raekwon Yeah, uh-huh I know this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is Javier Part-time shooter sharing needles in the stairs Wise guys disguised as a fly guy you gettin high right? Weeded up with red shit in your right eye Youse a menace, your brain cells finished Begging forgiveness, calling that up top shit syphillis You know what you was gettin into Try to guess on what I`ve been through Fuck shorty raw then she scared you Chorus: Raekwon AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo Coming from the Wu, it`s real AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo Coming from my crew, it`s real Verse Three: RZA My nigga Chuck, he loved to fuck Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks Like Nancy, who liked the fancy tickles so he put popsicles on her nipples to make her sex passion triple quadriple, until she bust Overcome with passion, big ass want lust upon him But nigga he forsake to grab the condom Fuck it, he said AIDS, was government made to keep niggaz afraid so they won`t get laid no babies be made And the black population will decrease within a decade German warfare product against the dark shade Chorus: AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo Coming from my crew, it`s real AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo Coming from the Wu, it`s real Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck Caught by the gravitation earth rotation Six in the sex is deep, when you can`t see clear through the sheer brassiere, toke back Smoking a spliff, sippin cognac, God you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack tracks Got her fat ass layin flat on her back Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige Alehze pours, the radio play, Marvin Gaye What`s Going On? As she screams Sexual Healing Couldn`t fight the feeling her legs hit the ceiling Hittin all positions dipped in for quick love She`s professional she does this shit in strip clubs Flied in June until she Acquired Immune Deficiency Now misery is the Syndrome Outro: Raekwon and others Oh shit, God that`s wild Damn, that`s some cherry flavor shit going on though kid For real, knowhatI`msayin? What about the exotic type Caskets is waitin for brothers Word up slide on the joints baby Before you go to sex take protection Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни A.I.D.S. (America is Dying Slowly, a Red: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/122/1/1878.html Все тексты песен: Wu-Tang Clan » Wu-Tang Clan - Bring Da Ruckus » Wu-Tang Clan - What You in Fo` » Wu-Tang Clan - Cash Still Rules/Scary Hours » Wu-Tang Clan - The M.G.M. » Wu-Tang Clan - Concrete Jungle » Wu-Tang Clan - Can It Be All So Simple/Wu-Tang Aint Nut » Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber » Wu-Tang Clan - Method Man » Wu-Tang Clan - S.O.S. » Wu-Tang Clan - Careful (Click, Click) » Wu-Tang Clan - Ghost Dog Soundtrack » Wu-Tang Clan - Gravel Pit » Wu-Tang Clan - Let My Niggas Live » Wu-Tang Clan - Severe Punishment » Wu-Tang Clan - The Glock * » Wu-Tang Clan - Bring Da Ruckus (Demo Version) * » Wu-Tang Clan - For Heavens Sake » Wu-Tang Clan - Intro » Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M. » Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Трегер - Боже мой, как хочется вернуться... » Мираж - Эта ночь » Михаил Круг - О том, как женщины ходили жаловаться на » Мария Школьник - Трудно быть скрипачом, а вернее, теперь гитаристом... » Максим Леонидов - Зимбабва (М.Леонидов + Hippoband) » Михаил Щербаков - Ночной дозор » Максим Дунаевский - Песенка джентльмена » Михаил Щербаков - Ах, ну почему » Максим Леонидов - Конь » Мария Кочеткова - Падаю на землю... » Медяник Слава - Дым твоих папирос (дуэт с Н. Брейдер) » Мария Школьник - Встреча » Мираж - Я не шучу » Мария Махова - Она осталась вдвоем с собакой... » Монокини - На рассвете танцуй » Машина Времени - Имитация » Михаил Боярский - Большая медведица » Михаил Мазель - Синий вагон метро (Булату Шалвовичу Окуджаве) » Мария Махова - На исходе дня » Михаил Мазель - Набросок
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