Gang Starr - Words from the nutcracker

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Sick thoughts on my mind with no self-control
Uplift your soul and make the brothers wanna roll
Sixteen years old with heart that s gold
Yo check it check it out like this, here we go
Run around the streets cold strapped like an alley rat
But now I m gettin much props like a fat cat
A young mack but I don t think I m all that
I just can t sweat another brother s bozack
So what the fuck, y all movin on up
Gonna swim in big bucks, like Scrooge McDuck
And if ya don t like and you wanna step up
Then open your mouth, and suck my nuts
Melachi the Nutcracker, I m always gettin blacker
Fatter, I bust a fat rhyme to make your head shatter
I m from the Bronx, New York City
The big fuckin Apple where the niggaz get busy
God bless the dead, and God rest my pops
Peace to the niggaz goin out bustin shots...

Inne utwory

  • Flip the script
  • Jazz music
  • Riot akt
  • Hardcore composer
  • Gotta get over
  • 2 Deep
  • The place where we dwell
  • Here today, gone tomorrow
  • Cause and effect
  • So wassup
  • Much too much
  • Soliloquy of chaos
  • Mostly tha voice
  • As i read my S-A
  • Tons of guns
  • The planet
  • Beyond comprehension
  • Mass appeal
  • Stay tuned
  • Losowe utwory

    Unquiet

    The sun says that this is for my good
    Only till I am back inside
    Licking wounds until I can see through
    This shadeless heart
    And clouds in shape of you

    I am the unquiet
    Minutes are hours
    I cry hard
    To make you tired

    Asleep I might be talking other world
    Take you there when you will understand
    How on...

    New morning

    Can t you hear that rooster crowin ?
    Rabbit runnin down across the road
    Underneath the bridge where the water flowed through
    So happy just to see you smile
    Underneath the sky of blue
    On this new morning, new morning
    On this new...

    Strand tylosand

    Jag vaknar upp, tidigt pa morgon a tittar ut och ser solen skina, Jag tänker att på denna dag ska man ut pa stranden och glida. Jag öppnar min dörr, hör morgon trafiken som kör förbi på tylövägen. Dom är på väg mot hav o bad o strand, blottade kroppar...

    Nie płacz Ewka

    Nie płacz Ewka, bo tu miejsca brak
    Na twe babskie łzy
    Po ulicy miłość hula wiatr
    Wśród rozbitych szyb
    Patrz poeci śliczni prawdy sens
    Roztrwonili w grach
    W półlitrówkach pustych S.O.S
    Wysyłają w świat

    Ref.: Żegnam was, już wiem
    Nie załatwię wszystkich pilnych spraw
    Idę sam, właśnie tam
    Gdzie czekają mnie
    Tam przyjaciół kilku mam, od lat
    Dla nich zawsze śpiewam, dla nich...

    How could you (Bring him home)

    I got the first flight out when I finished up the tour, because I missed you.
    I even flew home a day too soon all because I couldn t wait to kiss you.
    Oh how she will be loved, was the one thing stuck in my mind, and how tonight...