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1 Hello, sir! Sit down, please. Don’t be afraid. Just breathe. Don’t pay attention to that gun on the table. I like your house! You live in a fable. You have a beautiful wife and adorable children. By the way – can you do me a favor? Can you ask them to stop crying, there is nothing to be scared of. Иначе они меня взбесят и я наломаю дров! I had a wife and a smart child, whose name was Clyde, We lived in an area, that you prefer to go around the side, That place wasn't perfect but it was our home. Over time you get used to a stinking river of dirty foam. Clyde wasn’t lucky to be born in a family of money, He tried to rob a store in august with his honey. They both were shot when they tried to leave So…… he finally made ends meet CH It’s a snowy December on the street It’s time to talk about different shit I’m trying to remember when things went bad You can understand me only with a gun aimed at your head. 2 I think your children would be friends with Clyde, If he was alive now, but he is not. And you know why? Of course it's my fault, I didn’t watch over him well Because I was busy working on your fabric... What a hell! Please ask your wife to put down the knife! I don’t want to end her happy life. What a brave woman! She is protecting her kids, of course But I don’t want to see her laying as a bloody corpse. Calm down, baby! Thank you, sir for this favor. I never wanted to impose, but never say never! I was a worker of the year, My name is Rob, You don’t know me, but I sacrificed my son for this job. After Clyde’s death, things started getting complicated, "That’s enough” my wife said to me, And just faded this October she decided to leave me In November her corpse was found in the river. CH It’s a snowy December on the street It’s time to talk about different shit I’m trying to remember when things went bad You can understand me only with a gun aimed at your head. 3 I was thinking about the reasons for what happened in my life, The starting point was my dismissal in July, God damn, you sir! You fired three thousand workers! Three thousand broken lives! With no one left to see your crimes! Why did I work so hard? Because of American dream, You know big house, lovely wife, few cars and a fair law Things, that people of your kind talk of. Justice, freedom, equality…. Just fuck off! All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others Once upon a time said me my farther And you know what? He was right. I lost everything, I have nothing else to fight. I just want your children to know, That your hands are bloody You killed my son, my wife and me. You know what’s most funny? Even after my death you will earn money! Okay, it’s time to leave your house and meet my honey.
Angry Communist, Paul Baldhill — Table Talk
«Table Talk» — Angry Communist, Paul Baldhill. Читайте текст песни, слушайте запись онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:58. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
