Текст песни: Paris - Street Soldier
Here we go here we go it`s another one of them thangs
Niggaz better recognize that I`m wise and I`m fin
to make it known that I`m still the one to call
each and every one of y`all out let`s see who`s real
and who`s fake when it come to the funk
I`ma bring it to y`all live and direct and straight bumpin
I knew you was a bitch from the first take
No eye contact with the handshake
Couldn`t relates to where I`m comin from, when I came through
with the truth, broken down on the first two
When I first asked the question if you was down
How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown?
With they ass to the sky, gettin stuck by
the devil in drag, let`s see who play the fag
Will you wannabe G`s please have a seat
Here we go again, nigga please!
Yeah it`s all a part of growin up is what my momma told me
How many trick ass niggaz wanna try and mow me?
I guess I gotta be the one to buck
Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won`t give a (fuck)
Like I said, you`re better off dead that you would be
if you try to do me, I`m looney, so sue me
Next time I rain on your world with the truth
A solider ain`t nothin to fool with
"You can`t see what I can see!" You.. can`t see what I can see
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
"You can`t see what I can see!" You can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" Whoahaoaha-ahhhh!
One two three, it`s the G-U-E
double-R, I, double-L, A, yellin mayday
Weeble with a street sweeper lookin for the beast
Had me thinkin that I`m less than a man and incomplete
Yo, and ever since I first started rhymin
You motherfu*kers wanna keep me down but I`m still climbin
You know I stay real to the end
Still fifteen deep on two freaks, I go tell a friend
I look around and all I see is these trick ass copycats
with they played out beats and they fake raps
And now I can`t call it, it seem
everybody wanna be a dopehead or an alcoholic
So what you wanna do? Nigga do you wanna be
a strong black man or another fool?
Cause I`m comin full grown, and bitch
you can take that wannabe G (shit) back home
Understand that it`s on, like I told ya
Foolin with a street soldier
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
Who`s that nigga with the big black gat
that`s lookin for the payback (lookin for the payback)
Still comin real it`s the motherf*ckin bomb
P-Dog in the city that`s (shitty) like Vietnam
But them mark ass niggaz want it soft
without ever understanding the plan to keep us fallin off
But you better recognize that it`s war
Better recognize, black folk runnin out of time
But if you man enough jump nigga (jump nigga)
P-Dog got the pump in the trunk nigga
Better realize that it`s much more to life
than (fuckin), two new shoes, and hisidin
It`s like tryin to put a size twelve foot
in a size eight shoe, it just won`t do
So act like you knew, and let a real nigga come through
From a street soldier to you, now
"You can`t see what I can see!" Hey, you can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
"You can`t see what I can see!" Oooh, you can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" Oooh! Noaoaahhoooh!
"You can`t see what I can see!" (4X)
[singer]
Music will make things, turn alright
and I will dance til the broad daylight
Check the flow, let it build in me
Cause I know your heartbeat and I`m here to freak
Alright! ... Alright! ... Alright!
Alright
[computer voice]
Ao this sounds familiar
Let me stick my nose in the mix
and see who do I smell, this time
Ahahahahaha!
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Here we go here we go it`s another one of them thangs
Niggaz better recognize that I`m wise and I`m fin
to make it known that I`m still the one to call
each and every one of y`all out let`s see who`s real
and who`s fake when it come to the funk
I`ma bring it to y`all live and direct and straight bumpin
I knew you was a bitch from the first take
No eye contact with the handshake
Couldn`t relates to where I`m comin from, when I came through
with the truth, broken down on the first two
When I first asked the question if you was down
How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown?
With they ass to the sky, gettin stuck by
the devil in drag, let`s see who play the fag
Will you wannabe G`s please have a seat
Here we go again, nigga please!
Yeah it`s all a part of growin up is what my momma told me
How many trick ass niggaz wanna try and mow me?
I guess I gotta be the one to buck
Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won`t give a (fuck)
Like I said, you`re better off dead that you would be
if you try to do me, I`m looney, so sue me
Next time I rain on your world with the truth
A solider ain`t nothin to fool with
"You can`t see what I can see!" You.. can`t see what I can see
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
"You can`t see what I can see!" You can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" Whoahaoaha-ahhhh!
One two three, it`s the G-U-E
double-R, I, double-L, A, yellin mayday
Weeble with a street sweeper lookin for the beast
Had me thinkin that I`m less than a man and incomplete
Yo, and ever since I first started rhymin
You motherfu*kers wanna keep me down but I`m still climbin
You know I stay real to the end
Still fifteen deep on two freaks, I go tell a friend
I look around and all I see is these trick ass copycats
with they played out beats and they fake raps
And now I can`t call it, it seem
everybody wanna be a dopehead or an alcoholic
So what you wanna do? Nigga do you wanna be
a strong black man or another fool?
Cause I`m comin full grown, and bitch
you can take that wannabe G (shit) back home
Understand that it`s on, like I told ya
Foolin with a street soldier
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
Who`s that nigga with the big black gat
that`s lookin for the payback (lookin for the payback)
Still comin real it`s the motherf*ckin bomb
P-Dog in the city that`s (shitty) like Vietnam
But them mark ass niggaz want it soft
without ever understanding the plan to keep us fallin off
But you better recognize that it`s war
Better recognize, black folk runnin out of time
But if you man enough jump nigga (jump nigga)
P-Dog got the pump in the trunk nigga
Better realize that it`s much more to life
than (fuckin), two new shoes, and hisidin
It`s like tryin to put a size twelve foot
in a size eight shoe, it just won`t do
So act like you knew, and let a real nigga come through
From a street soldier to you, now
"You can`t see what I can see!" Hey, you can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" But you don`t ever
"You can`t see what I can see!" Oooh, you can`t see what I can see!
"You can`t see what I can see!" Oooh! Noaoaahhoooh!
"You can`t see what I can see!" (4X)
[singer]
Music will make things, turn alright
and I will dance til the broad daylight
Check the flow, let it build in me
Cause I know your heartbeat and I`m here to freak
Alright! ... Alright! ... Alright!
Alright
[computer voice]
Ao this sounds familiar
Let me stick my nose in the mix
and see who do I smell, this time
Ahahahahaha!
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