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  • Текст песни Krizz Kaliko feat. Twiztid - Wannabe

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    I’m very truthful when I’m bussin’
    Get my point across and minimal cussin’
    (You know the deal)
    Been lookin' like a wild boy
    But I’m really a choir boy
    Most niggas wanna tell you when they bluffin’
    (Then they keep it real)
    No more mister nice guy, doubt I
    Ever be the same if you shout my
    Way I don’t speak in vain
    I’m Christian but keep a thing
    And Christopher’s page shift’s about dry
    Homie toughie toughie you niggas been since I had to huffy
    Never bluffin’, a good boy, mommy and daddy loved me
    A few scufflin’ scufflies left bullies up above me
    Ice puffy, they only livin’ cause they be lucky
    All that my bigger brother tell me take another ass whoopin’ and see
    By the rock ‘em sock ‘em roll bottle he believe that the owner is me
    He showed me the one hitter quitter
    They picked up the nigga in the middle
    Open up a can and they deliver
    What you want me to be?
    (Killaaaaaa)

    [Chorus]
    Killa don’t bring out the things you need
    You can’t see when I smile
    Killa take me to a place, I’ll stay a while
    But you want merely just wild out on you
    Only seem to have now don’t you?
    Only to be a
    Could I forget a name and forget who I am?
    You’d be a wannabe

    I'm hardcore
    It come from the good rappin’ of the hood and you’re gettin’
    Far more
    Never been a bood but a nigga would if you wanna
    Start war!
    I got some killers on the payroll
    I keep them at bay cause I’m an angel let me explain
    I make my music to travel
    What I saved up is you can’t help you out
    Think I can do better nigga then help me out
    My wits is what make me my hits but I’ll never be sailin’ out
    K.I.L.L. E to the R and Dot, spell it out
    I’m out doin’ what I do even if it only get heard by a few
    Where the hell are you? Move can I catch now never got the clue
    Stickin’ two of my flocks on two doin’ with the sue
    See I can’t kill them on every verse so I just hurt them
    That’s why I frequently speak of myself in third person
    Kali baby carry my weight, make no mistake you’re late
    I’m the protégé of the great Arron D. Yates
    You know it’s beats and bars so it can beat the peoples’ cars
    I’m freakin’ if they see surprise
    What you want me to be?

    [Chorus]

    Listen! Been killin’ ‘em since ’99 right
    Can’t see me in the daytime with a flashlight
    People think I’m the reaper lessons striken from fear
    Kali knocks them off their feet, Twiztid you take it from here

    Don’t think I’m bullshittin’
    Everybody wanna get up on my skin with a groove rhythm
    Gotta find another way to get the angle right
    But change a rap and I’m lose in ‘em
    Though money be the same thing
    Gain and again to maintain fame
    Rather be different to make a name with a lame
    But all I wanna do is take it away
    Hate when I say that you
    Stuck in the game with a
    Bunch of shameless of
    Worms are the name listen
    Grades for blades gonna come save them baines for us
    All because you wanted to push me out on dangerous
    Hang with a strange gang and bangs with a gangbangin’
    Saints with the rain makin’ me do but to the brain nature
    I hope you understand that I tried to be a peaceful man
    But all they wanted from me is a crazy, I don’t understand

    And it’s gonna get strange, be the Big Floyd
    Always come hard with a speech on my heart
    Always hard felt with the birds of the kid
    'Cause I spit it with a passion, they call it sick
    And when they call me sick do I need a man to sign me a kidney?
    I’m trackin’ away from the ash cause if I lose control I’m goin’ in a killer patch
    And I won’t stop killin’ ‘till everybody is dead
    I‘m insane
    I’m talkin’ to my brain but it does not reciprocate
    There’s only one concern with fame
    I wanna kill them all away
    Everyone that stands in my way
    They want to bring the night upon me and let it consume the day
    And I forget
    I should grow weak instead of stay strong
    Because their love is unconditional even though that I’m gone
    At least they tell me that I’m home when I know I’m probably right
    That’s why I’m walkin’ with the dead and I don’t sleep a week at night

    [Chorus]

    Вот почему я хожу с мертвыми и не сплю неделю ночью

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