Текст песни FIKE - Паранойя
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Стафф отпустит, пустит грусть меня в разум твой тревожно, За пати заплатит опять эта боль, Хоть праздник, это не было так ничтожно, Я не маловажно, я твоя часть, отчасти до боли, Далеко ли, коли молит, то ли валидолом, то ли пули сердцем мысли Колит больно тем, что ушло на то, что было твоё, Может она не ревёт, а рада раком, что кто-то прёт её. Оба были рады свободе, на взводе куда-то годен, Пройденный путь она помнить будет вряд ли, так что забудь. Я тебе не дам и не пытайся уйти с припадком в прятки опасны, Помни, вера близких людей - это дело напрасное, Тёмно-красной краской тебя будут мазать ногами там, Где бы ты не был, чтобы ты выбыл к тем, кто бегут по пятам. Я помогу тебе запомнить тварей, но парень в паре спаррингов мало, Я буду мутить твой разум, где б твоё тело не спало. Я буду оберегать тебя дальше, убегать не надо, не стоит, Но знай, пока стоит бояться, я стою за тобою. Смотри за спину, впереди тебя Бог, но и рядом под ядом Барабанят мысли к радам, знай, ты под пристальным взглядом. Я передам перед адом, Бен Ладен я, что бьёт как снаряды В мозги, но после рушат тебя негативным зарядом. Тебя скоро съедят, знай, за тобой следят, Они ловят повсюду каждый подброшенный в сторону взгляд. Я никогда не дам тебе скрыться, остаться в покое, Ты знаешь, кто я, ман, я твоя паранойя. You try to run away, run away, But the fear gets you anyway, anyway When you'll see me stand on your knees and pray, Coz' I'm looking for ya, your paranoia 2 куплет (Jambazi): So what we got on the streets? Little boys are running, and wanna be crips Getting money and dilling a shit And they breaking their necks, smoking the weed Only one reason of felony live Survive in this world full of money and lie See all this days, and they going to fight But your life don't got the price Now tell me, how you living in this cruel world, but not selling your soul? Doses full of happines, but fear like the winter cold See the eyes are full of tears and blood-it's the eyes of a thug Taste of iron in your mouth - it's a real world Припев: You try to run away, run away, But the fear gets you anyway, anyway When you'll see me stand on your knees and pray, Coz' I'm looking for ya, your paranoia Смотрите также:
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The staff will let go, let the sadness of me into your mind anxiously,
This pain will pay for the party again
Although a holiday, it was not so insignificant
I'm not unimportant, I'm part of you, partly to the point of pain
Is it far, if it begs, either with validol, or bullets with the heart of thought
Colitis hurts with what it took for what was yours
Maybe she is not roaring, but she is glad with cancer that someone is rushing her.
Both were glad to be free, fit somewhere,
She will hardly remember the path she has traveled, so forget it.
I will not give you and do not try to get away with a fit in hide and seek are dangerous,
Remember, the faith of loved ones is in vain
They will smear your feet with dark red paint,
Wherever you are, so that you drop out to those who are running on their heels.
I'll help you remember the critters, but a guy in a couple of sparring sessions is not enough
I will muddy your mind, wherever your body would not sleep.
I will protect you further, you don't need to run away, you shouldn't,
But know, while you should be afraid, I stand behind you.
Look behind your back, God is in front of you, but next to you under the poison
Drumming thoughts to glad, you know, you are under gaze.
I will pass before hell, bin Laden I am that hits like shells
In the brains, but then they destroy you with a negative charge.
You will soon be eaten, know that you are being watched
They catch every glance thrown to the side everywhere.
I will never let you hide, stay alone
You know who I am, man, I am your paranoia.
You try to run away, run away,
But the fear gets you anyway, anyway
When you'll see me stand on your knees
and pray,
Coz 'I'm looking for ya, your paranoia
Verse 2 (Jambazi):
So what we got on the streets?
Little boys are running, and wanna be
crips
Getting money and dilling a shit
And they breaking their necks, smoking
the weed
Only one reason of felony live
Survive in this world full of money and
lie
See all this days, and they going to
fight
But your life don't got the price
Now tell me, how you living in this cruel
world, but not selling your soul?
Doses full of happines, but fear like the
winter cold
See the eyes are full of tears and
blood-it's the eyes of a thug
Taste of iron in your mouth - it's a real
world
Chorus:
You try to run away, run away,
But the fear gets you anyway, anyway
When you'll see me stand on your knees
and pray,
Coz 'I'm looking for ya, your paranoia
