you hoe! (oh yeah me true true) You can be down too! ***** Yo yo, whatever to that I got this thought shit right here yo, black thought I got that shit
Перевод: De La Soul. Сорняк # 3 - Black Thought.
got this Thought shit right here yo, Black Thought I got that shit DOWN PAT Check hold on hold on let me hit that {*inhales*} (Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!) Got that Thought
got this Thought shit right here yo, Black Thought I got that shit DOWN PAT Check hold on hold on let me hit that [inhales] (Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!) Got that Thought
this Thought shit right here yo, Black Thought I got that shit DOWN PAT Check hold on hold on let me hit that {*inhales*} (Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!) Got that Thought
this Thought shit right here yo, Black Thought I got that shit DOWN PAT Check hold on hold on let me hit that [inhales] (Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!) Got that Thought
the flesh and the blood that you call your soul Flip it inside out it's a big black hole Take your money burn it up like an asteroid Possession though
I shiver down your soul You know what to cover, I think for another it's a story told So get a good hold, yeah Regiment fooled you, you thought that
until they scurry, I'm clearly a man of military means in my artillery Watchin over me through every murder scene From adolescence, to my early teens, thought
dive and pump your ass Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunk The punk thought I was bluffin
) Reach for the stars Though you're heading for less There's no shame in dreaming Tonight We are the dead This is our hell It shakes my soul to say
There's a little black spot on the sun today That's my soul up there it's the same old thing as yesterday That's my soul up there There's a black hat
It begins with a dark glowing ember, something black burning it's way out of me. Searing the flesh, pain is the only thing I feel, scars all I see. Oh
life that's plushed and glamourus Drunk and high with your little soul's crushed Don't you know that life is a mirage I keep myself sober so my soul
in the drop, with your six, sayin she snitched But never that, cuz-o, high beam through the window My lookouts move slow, they heard you never blast though
nigga yo They always say they might blow Nowaday we shinin bright yo Even the cool joints'll make a nigga straight to wanna fight though High roller
roll, sunshine, work it out [Verse 1:] Uh, five so right, I tell you I gotta get it Grew so tall though I used to be a midget And we go, got stylo Bookin
Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A "V" of black swans On with hope to the grave And though Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear
