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    • Тексты песен / Q / Queen / Another One Bust The Dust

    Текст песни Queen - Another One Bust The Dust

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    Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
    Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?
    I need a break beat

    Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
    Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?
    I need a break beat

    Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
    Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?
    I need a break beat

    Outta the doorway, the bullets rip
    Repeat to the sound of the beat, yeah

    Yo, a for the kids in the club that's ready to get bugged
    Another one bites the dust
    A for the thugs with the burners, that wanna blast off
    Another one bites the dust
    And for the kids on the blocks, shootin' at the crooked cops, blaow
    Another one bites the dust
    And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust, hey
    Wyclef, Dirty Cash, Young Free...Freddie, where you at?
    Steve walks warily down the street, with his brim pulled way down low
    Some cat up in Brooklyn just got robbed with a Kangol
    Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this?
    Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?
    Out of the doorway, the bullets rip
    Repeat to the sound of the beat, hey

    My man got shot and the block got hot
    Another one bites the dust
    Yo, hey yo I hear more shots, it's like Fort Knox kid
    Another one bites the dust
    And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust, hey
    Yo, hold your breath, hold your breath, hold your breath
    Yo, check it

    If you're a soldier at ease
    My military style is known to murder Nazi's, Brooklyn to Germany (Oh yeah)
    My kamikaze will blow the U2, they hire Idi Amin in Timbuktu
    Whether you Hindu, or do the Voodoo
    You can't foresee this unless I bring the previews, yeah yeah
    Yo, it's the number one rappin' band, come on, come on
    Yo, this review, will be critically acclaimed
    Leave you in critical pain, clinically insane
    The name Wyclef Jean, with a yes, yes y'all
    Better have a vest y'all, I'll blast, (Oh yeah) and bless y'all
    "F"- y'all, the mark of the beast, the triple six
    Time running out, listen to the tick (Oh yeah)
    If you see what I saw, then you see what I seen,
    If you know what I know, you know what I mean (Oh yeah)
    Commanding officer of the Navy SEAL team
    Once I give the orders, you feel the infrared (Oh yeah) beam....blaow

    For all you critics, sayin' "another remake"
    Another one bites the dust
    Yow, if you know the deal, this is the master reel, kid, ha ha
    Another one bites the dust, oh yeah
    Right, right, Freddie Mercury, where you at yo?
    And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust
    How do you think I'm gonna get along without you when you're gone?
    I need a break beat! (Oh yeah)

    Yo if you're ready for the first of the month, for that welfare check, come on
    Kicked me outta my home
    I need a break beat!
    Are you happy? Are you satisfied?
    How long can you stand the heat?
    I need a break beat!
    Outta the doorway, the bullets repeat to the sound of the beat, yeah, lookout

    Yo! Bulletproof vests, like the wild wild west
    Another one bites the dust
    Yo, this is a stickup, now take off your Rolex
    Another one bites the dust
    Yo, dirty money, good money, yo it's all money-money
    Another one bites the dust
    Yo, Dirty Cash, Dirty Cash, the adventures of Dirty Cash
    And another one gone, and another one gone, another one bites the dust

    Yo, for the love for the cash I'll blast you in my path
    Keep my eyes on the math, you cats don't know the half (Oh yeah)
    As far as I'm concerned, you cats can burn in flames
    This ain't no game, I'm-a start callin' names (Oh yeah)
    So come get me, if you know the one-fifty
    A million Refugees ready to bust wit' me (Oh yeah)
    Bloody, filthy, in this rap shhh---
    You gonna have to kill me, since you can't beat me (Oh yeah)
    Pras, Dirty, Cash,

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