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тексты песен с сингла mission accomplished

01. Mission Accomplished
02. Crazy Claws
03. Tricky versus Lynx (live)
04. Divine Comedy
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
Are you ready
Oh my spirit
Oh my lonely
Conceil it for me
In other words flip flop
They said that I get dropped
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Oh my lonely
Conceil it for me
? I’m still feeling ?
? You won’t mix it ?
Brand new retro
I won’t let go
Are you ready
? I’m still feeling ?
? You won’t mix it ?
Are you ready
? All my skin is ?
? I’m still feeling ?
? You won’t mix it ?
Are you ready (x2)
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time
Big time, I’m on my way
I’m making it, big time…
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CRAZY CLAWS
She’s too complex
Then we sex
Open legs
To the vein
I complain
Sniff cocaine
Harder back, heart attack
Smack to my vein
Smash down the walls
Smash down the walls
She crazy claws
She crazy claws
Imagine that
Who that?
I’ll soon forget
She wants to fly
She wants to cry
She wants to fly
Makes me wanna die
She’ll mix emotion
She’s an ocean
She’s still alive
She’s still alive
Don’t forget
Don’t regret
Don’t see me now
Don’t see me then
See me now
Come see again
Don’t see me now
Don’t see me then
She’s too complex
Then we sex
Open legs, open legs
She see my vein
I complain
And sniff cocaine
And sniff cocaine
Hard back, hard attack
Smack to my vein
Smack to my vein
Smash down the walls
Smash down the walls
She crazy claws
She crazy claws
Imagine that
Who that crazy cat?
Imagine that
Who that?
I’ll soon forget
She wants to fly
She wants to cry
Makes me wanna, wanna die
She’ll mix emotion
Like she’s an ocean
She’s still alive
Just don’t forget
(She’s still alive)
Don’t regret
Don’t see me now
(Crazy cat)
Don’t see me now
Don’t see me then
(Yeah)
Don’t see me now
Don’t see me then
(Yeah)
She’s too Gen-X
Then we flex
She’s too Gen-X
Then we sex
She’s too Gen-X
Then we sex
Imagine that
I will soon forget
Sniff cocaine
I complain
Try to pick a fight with my chick
’Cause she might put a fine stick right quick
Fought city girls then we tried shit
Then it’s off to Chanel’s, hit nice Brits
The babes with the skinny waist and wide hips
Ain’t just a pretty face with nice tits
She’s on to me left well alone
What a pace, Scarface to get the telephone
From the mouth to the right ear
Then she might yell with her
I see her and boy take off the mic and
In my world the babes are quite rare
Me and my girl would make a nice pair
She ain’t slow when it’s time to make go
Like fake ’ho frontin’ on the main road
My blue-billed girl that takes the payroll
With the crew, with their dirty faces and halos
Stay low- trying to sell that snow
My bitch so hot they call her El Paso
See the slap I flop with that though
Or the little black ’ho
I’m pattin’ my afro
I’m jokin’ but you know how that go
She likes to be in full control like Castro
I stay high so I don’t get low
You know this flows from out the ghetto
Scrape up the knees, scrape the elbows
Before I breeze I make the girl know
Scrape up the knees, scrape the elbows
Before I breeze I make the girl know
Girl is skinny now and shaking her breasts
Don’t be a loudmouth make your bread
Diamonds is a girl’s best friend
Diamonds is forever — yes/no
Here in the bed we have
Don’t be screwing a girl in the Lexus
You make room
Cash their jarole
Before they try lickin’ her out on the down low
She don’t open — no
But a nigga tries suits
She ready forgot the kind of go for the Sambo
Reloads the ammo
One for the go
Let’s laugh as they at you
She’s her mother’s daughter
Ready to slaughter any punk
Who puts his hands in her garter
A weed see?
She deadly and she do anything for me
Niggas better cash their jarole
Before they try chatting to the girl I know
She called, you know the flow
When she used her hand
To rub it down low for your dough
She ain’t a ’ho
She’s scandalous
Messed up all and your in an ambulance
She’s her mother’s daughter
Ready to slaughter any punk
Who puts his hands in her garter
A weed see?
She deadly and she do anything for me
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TRICKY VERSUS LYNX (live)
Force like that fill up in your jaw like the lights
Warlords with the full force
Drugs, a bitch and then it’s a war
Run for the rich and give to the poor
We’re all telling kids to get the most oil
Bring the cops in the mix
We livin’ no more
Won’t make your car start
A dark heart
Kill and get your ass caught
You’re dead now
It’s not a problem
The kids who will not steal
the drugs they don’t have
Still just kill
In the ghetto this shit is unreal
Nigga’s escorts freak the downhills
Shots be ringing like Chinese bells
In fly females, out flip the Catskills
Madness ain’t quittin’ until
Your night to see jail
And get the raw meal
Mad Dog fought infinity
Ain’t trying to be no public enemy
Outlaw like my nigga Red Dog
Step up, bitch and get rough
Nigga with .44’s won’t lie
A .45 or higher sport nice
Cruise to try to have a kill for your eyes
Lose your life
It feels so nice
Jet for the poor lights, no dice
One thing I don’t like is a low light
Trying to get me for selling Snow White
Flying taxi my girl’s were so right
When to say what
You trust, you know
No bad boy cops with facts you know
Then some of them flip, they flop the show
Them punk ass bitches got to go
Murder on the mainland
Where the gang’s slaying the game plan
Ain’t trying to be name brand
Out to the girls and boys and
This went down like Durban Poison
Murder on the mainland
Where the gang’s slaying the game plan
Ain’t tryin to be name brand
Out to the girls and boys and
This went down like Durban Poison
Just like two my crew is blessed
Doing things with my niggas that I knew was right
If you decide to detest
Like you do when trying
As far as picking up your chest
That be suicide, nigga
See that trigger
All you do is hang
It’s a front, take a punt
And it’s smooth to guide
Curse the ’ho ’til she takes you in her arms again
Play the role if you ain’t a dog
But when you kids get alot of cash off the ash
Shortin’ cats in the block of flats
Cops that harrass better watch their backs
Falls well strapped and then broke them flat
Hold gas to the mattress
Drop a match
’Cause that’s where your at niggas are off with that
Try and flop me and I’ll flop you back
Shout out “kill” and the dogs attack
Want a mil, what’s with that
We’re all ’bout still and shot the crack
Love the bitches with alot of back
Plus the titties, what you got to ask?
Mad Dog straight ghetto now
Live in this slum but I’m gettin’ out
My soldiers wanna knock you out
Don’t fuck around just shut your mouth
Murder on the mainland
Where the gang’s slaying the game plan
Ain’t trying to be name brand
Out to the girls and boys and
This went down like Durban Poison
Murder on the mainland
Where the gang’s slaying the game plan
Ain’t tryin to be name brand
Out to the girls and boys and
This went down like Durban Poison
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DIVINE COMEDY
Tricky:
We make funds
They make guns
Bigger ones
Kill the sons
Kill the sons
We make funds
They make guns
Bigger ones
Kill the sons
Kill the sons
It’s like everybody’s got a criminal conviction
How can you say that with conviction
It’s who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
Fuck you niggers
Who I am Polygram
Who I am
Fuck you niggers
It’s alright with me
if you don’t like the sight of me
Don’t lie to me
Do you like the inside of me
I wanna own the whole music industry
and everything in it
Wait a minute
Let my people sing it
Not just black people
All people, everybody’s welcome
And everybody who disagrees can shove off
I’m frustrated
Lyrical paradin’
Do I have to be Italian to make it
I wanna get hooked up
Quit lookin’ poor in me
What’d you call me
Who I am Polygram
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
Fuck you niggers
Who I am
Fuck you niggers
Who I am
I don’t give a fuck
if you got money, would you
You’re alright with me
I’m alright with you
All people, all races
Everybody’s welcome
And everybody who disagrees shove off
I’m frustrated
Lyrical paradin’
Guns,grenades
Do I have to
I’m frustrated
Guns,grenades
Do I have to be Italian to be made
I wanna get hooked up
Quit lookin’ poor in me
What’d you call me
What’d you call me
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it
Wait a minute
Let my people sing it
Not just black people
All people, everybody’s welcome
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
Fuck you niggers
You wanna live well Stackwell
Fuck you niggers
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
You wanna live well Stackwell
Fuck you niggers
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
Who I am Polygram
We make funds
They make guns
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
Kill the sons
It’s like everybody
Fuck you niggers
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
Who I am Polygram
Who I am
Who I am
What’s next sex
You break necks
What’s next sex
Breaks necks
Stackwell
Fuck you niggers
I wanna leave with Blackwell
I wanna own the whole music industry
and everything in it
Wait a minute
Let my people sing it
Fuck those niggers
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
I wanna own the whole industry
And everything in it
Everything in it
People sing it
Everything in it
Everything in it
My people sing it
I don’t give a fuck
if you got money, would you
If you’re alright with me
I’m alright with you
Everybody’s welcome, all races
Fuck those niggers
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
I need more money
I need you to get me more money
for my record deal
Fuck you niggers
For a million dollars
For a hundred bucks
Go make some guns
Make some funds
Go make some guns
Make some funds
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
Who I am Polygram
Who I am Polygram
Stackwell
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
Stackwell
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
Fuck you niggers
Stackwell
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Stackwell
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
Who I am Polygram
Who I am Polygram
Fuck you niggers
I wanna own the whole industry
And everything in it
Wait a minute
Who I am
It’s who I am
It’s who I am
Fuck you niggers
Fuck you niggers
I wanna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
It’s like every black man
in the music industry
Has got a criminal conviction
How can you say that with conviction
This means no disrespect to anybody
Who works at Polygram
Unless you’re a racist fucker
This is who I am
This is who I am
Who I am
Stackwell
Leave with Blackwell
You know you’ll leave with Blackwell
Stackwell
Make those guns
Make those guns
Kill the sons
Kill the sons
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
Fuck you niggers
Stackwell
I’m gonna leave with Blackwell
Stackwell
I’m gonna leave with Blackwell
Fuck you niggers
Peace
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