Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Chill Rob G.Название : Ride the RhythmДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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You need an example, use this as a for instance Put your mouth on pause, put your brain in gear Alleyoops as a brass, raise your glass and cheer As you get on your good foot, I hope that you never put Your trust in unjust suckas who disgust Ways of getting paid by criminal means They`re having a sale on minimal dreams Doomed to fail, they caught your tail Your butt`s in jail, you gets no bail The scale was tipped, but you ain`t little There`s a rock and a hard place, you`re caught in the middle Need a lawyer to litigate some legal dribble Now you`re back on the streets like it ain`t no riddle How ling will this last, you seem to love crime Today you`re out here, tomorrow you do crime Word is bond, armed your brain is you Yo, the state is cold ready to prosecute Oh you think you`re smarter, the system`s older The ace has been dealt, you`re now the holder The name is Chill Rob, there is a good God My rep is not scarred, I won`t commit fraud Can`t say I lied, there`s nothing to hide I say with much pride "Court is Now in Session" Friday night we out playing the corner Not because we hoods, cause we wanna No drugs being sold, we ain`t dirty Polaroids in effect, watch the birdie Turned around, heard the sounds of sirens The boys, they collared me, asked me where I`d been I told them that I was right here all night Looking at each other they smiled and said "All right You think you`re smart, you wanna be tough Get your ass in the car, you`re coming with us" I said "To where, for what? I ain`t guilty My name is Rob G., you just can`t milk me" Now I`m sitting in a courtroom all day I claim I`m innocent but that`s what they all say But to my brothers lined up in the hallway Take in the type of price I might have to pay And finally the crime held jails me Seems I`m made to escape the daily Routine I`m too clean you got nothing on me Arrest that sucker for being so corny I`ll run the truth, make it plain and simple Got popped by big shots as big as a pimple Snatch him off the street drop him in the can Chain him like an animal, forget he`s a man This might be a little off of some to eat But this is food for thought that I speak If you can`t stand the heat, I think you know the rest This is live, not a test, court is in session It`s a pity the way the city treats the poor I got congressmen counsilmen, tell me what are they for I write letters, or better, I even give them a call But they kick back, cool out in my city hall I pay the tax, they max, but they ain`t passing off They try to beat me, they treat me like they think that I`m soft Pure power, the hour is later than you think While they`re sleeping I`m creeping because I`m on the brink Of insanity, vanity keeps my hygene clean Stop dissing, listen and you`ll know what I mean It`s not mystery, history keeps repeating itself I last longer, I`m stronger, my rhyme`s completing itself I put the pen to the pad and let the words flow I put the mic to my mouth to make your mind grow So nighty nighty alrighty, I`m putting heads to bed You sound tired you`re fired up over what I said There`s no stopping I`m cold dropping you toy boys No bull, I`m hitting you with the dope noise Court is in session... | Похожие исполнители:
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