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Прекратите! Только не по лицу! А! Что вы делаете? Перестаньте! Who Might Get violent? Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Better yet, this, pah, Pah, pah. The Russians are coming, The Russians are coming. Oh, no more that story, scary, I'm sorry. Since we fell apart, we ain't no threat no More. I don't mind, but don't let me remind You not to fuck with me. I ain't your average whitey, I got different Mentality. Straight up fact, I tell it like it Is. Not to be confused with the kids in The suburb. Drinking beer, smoking herb on the block, talking Slang, playing gang bang. Yo, when I say fuck a cop, I mean Fuck 'em. I mean I don't like 'em. They don't like me, 'cause I'm on D for Real. I can bang, fill their record as filled. Can I slay 'em? No, I don't like to Use a gun. I'm a Christian, not to mention. But if I'm in danger, I have no remorse. I'm cold-blooded by nature ever since I'm a Stranger. But that don't mean shit. I may have no roots here, but one thing I know. I can find my blood brother everywhere, So beware. Don't try to show off and spill A beer on me for fun. Ha-ha, you dumb, next day you gone, Son. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Better yet, this, pah, Pah. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Better yet, this, pah, Who might get violent? Think I give a mad fuck. Your crack is your devil, but yo, wait a Minute. Do you smell sulfur when I'm hanging out Near you? You devils are all the same, But don't blame it on me. 'Cause I'm a different pale skin type. See, I'm not black, not white. Goddamn it, I'm Russian. Hope you understand it. I'm an alien, Ruski from another planet. But don't get close to me, I'm aggressive when I'm nervous. Raw, rugged and raw, I repeat. Diss me on a record, I'ma take it to the street. On the down low, we meet you. This is how the fuck we're gonna treat you. Goon bags, that's cool, I ain't used to that Shit. I'm disimprove, sometimes it gets over me. And then I usually feel so sorry and thrilled. Better yet, this, pah, pah, pah. Who might get violent? Think I give a mad fuck. I hold no grudge against punks that used to Beat me up when I was young. But now they worry, now they sneak by me. Yo, don't even try. I know you got loot, boy. Let's divide it, I take fifty percent and another Half. I want it all, all quick. Damn, I hate myself. Don't know why we do it. Hold us back, somebody. But don't test a gun, best protect your nuts. Yo, gangs don't scare me. I'm halfway there already. Bad kids like you, to me. You make me sick, get off my sight or Get hit with all might. For all the bull you pop Undelivered is better, take it serious, please. I can't deal with my ill temper. Yo, I can't fight it and get violent. Boo, alakazam, alakazoo. Changing my emotions like a chameleon does. Grab a grapple fast as we just get as Hell Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Better yet, this, pah, Pah, pah. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Go raw, I'm rugged and raw, I repeat. Better yet, eat this, Pah, pah, pah. Who might get violent? Think I give a mad fuck
Sir-J — We Myte Git Violent '95
«We Myte Git Violent '95» — Sir-J. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:55. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
