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  • Текст песни KRS-One, Graeme Revell - Generique Assault

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    [Verse 1]
    Yeah... KRS-One bout to wreck the joint
    I was seen openin up at the edge of Detroit
    Where the cops go beyond the laws
    Where enemies work together by putting they shit on pause
    So what does it mean, Assault on Precinct 13?
    You are bout to see just what the dirt bring
    It's working, that force, I have been searching
    Like Lawrence Fishburne when it's time to hurt things
    Ethan Hawke, man he face all that
    I hold the mic like Ja held the baseball bat
    I stay ahead, like a baseball cap
    The ways of the world, Kris don't chase all that

    [Chorus]
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?

    [Verse 2]
    Well as I walk through the street, my spirit will speak
    To those I meet and great from week to week
    I am not my handsome beat. I command the speak
    As the observer inside the physique
    Many rappers try to compete, of course
    But they got smashed and trashed in the streets and tossed
    Sometimes I think we all just lost
    We just flashin and flossin the disastrous cause
    We don't even know the one-ness of the only force
    Instead of a golden calf, we got a platinum horse
    But what did Moses do with the golden calf?
    Threw the log at it and it ended in a blast
    Master, get on them quick, get on them faster
    In the background you frontin, 'cause there's nothing but laughter
    I tag church like the shirt king
    Turn up the track for Assault on Precinct 13

    [Chorus]
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?

    [Verse 3]
    Wow, what an ending. What a conclusion
    They thought they was winning, but they really was losin
    He though he was sinnin, but he really was provin
    That leadership keeps it moving, steady cruising
    Guns up, funds up, from sun up to sun up to sun up
    Buck buck buck! Yo, duck duck
    We run up, two down, one up
    Dope MCs see me and get butterflies in they stomach
    Others can't speak, they just shut up
    KRS on the come up, liftin Big Pun up. Let me sum up
    Dope MCs, wack MCs, thin MCs, fat MCs, commercial MCs, they can't all
    Get done up
    Raise the drum up, breath for breath, I'll rip your lung up
    On my trophy wall, I'm nailing your tongue up
    KRS-One, you know what it means
    Turn up the track for Assault on Precinct 13

    [Chorus]
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?
    We gettin up outta here, that's what's up. That's what's up
    Watch me back up the truck
    You livin wit a lot of fear. That's what's up, my gats stay up
    So crooked cops you backin me up?

    [Verse 4]
    We gotta start trusting each other right now if we gonna make it
    Through this night
    From Criminal Minded to Spiritual Minded, and even beyond and behind
    It, never be afraid to fight
    Or be the lazy type. Me, I'm the crazy type
    I get them clubs so crazy hype
    I throw them glasses on that them ladies like
    And years later, rock what they babies like
    I blaze the light, there me be 8,000,000 ways to die
    But there's 16,000,000 ways to fight
    So wherever you are... in the crib or your car, in your tank too
    KRS-One would like to thank you, right
    That's why KRS on the mic
    Wishin you peace for the rest of the night
    'cause at the end of the film, you'll see what it mean
    Turn up the track for Assault on Precinct 13!

    Fresh (fresh)... For 2005... You suucckkkkaaaa

    Свежий (свежий)... За 2005 год... Ты сууккккаааа

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