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    The Coming

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    As I begin fall in, I spark da riot
    No longer quiet, I got a voice thats in ya ear
    Stand clear, its madness everywhere I look
    But cant see so much I cant explain how I feel on da real
    Everyday is like a ferris, looking to find some wheels
    Homey after homey dying over humbug
    Keeping my mind immune to pain
    Im going insane just thinking about the past
    At last its a future I can see much more that I got older
    So I know how the game goes telling me like I cant cope
    Its the dope you smoke thats why you looking at me ready to jack
    Cause that crack got your back broke
    Have to learn the hard way out the hood
    Thank its real when its flaw I saw
    This nigga get shot in front of my school it wasnt cool
    That gangsta shit affects not poppin off just da jects
    360 degrees all due with respect
    Its da comin of da killin tool click...
    Come back to prove it
    Atlantas got a killin tool
    Killin tool click, watch the killin tool click
    Waa-taaah, tha angelical Ninja when ya blink
    Youll need a shrink, how da fuck did you think
    Dat I could be sniped nigga, see you fuckin right
    Im mo try to kill ya, straight drill ya, I take my fuckin life serious
    You attack my self defense is war period
    I know niggas all over the SWATS
    Niggaz thatll get in yo ass on the spot
    Concoct like a wise wizard juts cuz I wear tha red eye
    You may think Im a high nigga, but looks could be deceiving
    God lives within me and brother I feel him
    I speak to God before I take my gat and juice ya
    Cause he tha one thats holding my future
    See as you learn me you journey out of time
    Cause your present state I gotta take ya out ya mind
    Yall done let tha devil tear your perfect world up
    Got men sleepin wit men and girls wit girls
    Seems all right to you, hey but to me thats taboo, yes I do
    Fuck that dumb shit I comes out wit
    Drums hit some get tha hummin
    Comin from tha witch doctors gun in killin tool click
    Atlantas gotta killin tool click
    Bill wash my mouth out with soap sent you home with yo shit pokin out
    The loft shoutin out obscenities
    No its just a dream, but Im a sore loser
    Figg murder, crosses burnin in my front yard
    KKK throwin up rallies but not no more in these parts
    Trespassers gets penalized...
    2:13 A.M. basic nine channel surfin
    This one-eyed monster servin its purpose
    Clampetts biggest hustle, nineteen-ninety-nine
    Three dollars plus shippinnhandlin
    Majory credit card holders accepted
    But Im a minority septic tank on ABC...
    Turner Broadcasting figures already done took over this beg
    System just still runnin... to be or not to be done in
    At the push of a button is the question
    I think they got this beh rigged to blow up in my face
    Duddy the first Afro-can American to walk in space
    Now who you think had the pleasure of tryin on they new shit
    The nightmare continues, are we just penny gigs
    Its da comin of da killin tool click...
    Come back to prove it
    Atlantas got a killin tool
    Killin tool click, watch the killin tool click
    East Point...
    On the concrete is where I make my money at
    On this concrete is where I make my livin at
    On this concrete is where your blood can flow
    On this concrete fool if I dont get tha dough
    Im pumpin thangs out of suite 116
    Got the Arab sewed up, stitched up, buckle up, buckle down, hit the sto
    7-Tre-1 as soon as I exit 166, traffic gettin stuck, but fuck this
    I hit tha back streets, ended up coming down Childress
    Aint no space, cut through the Fina, so I park, I hit my usual
    I fuck and hold, flip and fold, no life insurance, but I got my Grady card
    Depress me, stress me, tha same that exploit me
    Suppress me, break Cam, run thinkin of a son trying to see through tha fog
    Just to see how far whos coming out the woods
    And I suggest you dont fuck wit us
    (ha ha ha) cracker you stuck wit us
    And you know how long we been waiting for you
    Devil, We know what you been contemplating to do
    We have been here before, but surprise again
    It is time for niggaz to uprise again
    But weve been down for so long that you wondering how
    It aint a weapon taht you got that can stop me now
    Because we dont die... wont die...
    And wont never get no better if we dont try
    But dont get scared niggaz get prepared, I gotta care
    Cause them fuckin devils never cared so come and find us
    Get behind us
    If you aint hear the message clear, then rewind us
    Cause we comin
    Its da comin of da killin tool click...
    Come back to prove it
    Atlantas got a killin tool
    Killin tool click, watch the killin tool click
    [ The Coming Lyrics ]
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