[Instrumental]
Перевод: The Clash. Слушайте.
:] I'll break ya brain cells off at the stem your status is stupider Ap' is a nuclear blast, heart blacker than Lucifer I could sit and write a list of
Yeah, This is Ice-T You've just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been
Yeah! that all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge Until your body sound clash, head of the class,
? forth to carry me home What did I see Comin' forth to carry me home Listen to my battle cry My battle cry Listen to my battle cry My battle cry One
in the summer, without missin' the block When I wanna get M, then I listen to Pac Scarface when I'm laid back, whippin' the three If I wanna hear that shit then I listen
wants my friends to stay up for the sunrise Hello Max, Johnny, John, Omar Hello sun, goodbye Niagara Bar How many times can you listen to Blondie, The Clash
got that smile down Now let's break down the meaning of a smile Is it happiness and blissfulness? Well' let's go down the list You got the 'Real deal
, Tre', X, and Cut Throat My brethrens all veterans all throwin up sevens When we rock hits to the sky throw 'em up to the heavens Us and crews clash
are the G.O.D's an' we came to rock the spot Like Ironman Starks, they be the illest MCs in the world today Cappa, Raekwon an' the R.Z.A., so listen
uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uhh [Chorus One] Bigger they come, the harder they fallin It ain't, nothin but the soundboys brawlin If you listen close in
s like this, my soul was lifeless, I earned stripes Fightin' the nicest in the crisis I slice 'em in half and make 'em dash Like hyphens, invitin' any rapper to clash
't Face gets hit, and then, bullets start spittin' No one's admittin' to their wrong doing, unfittin' Revenge we're pursuin, look at what you're doin, listen
life is jus? off in the gray How much does it cost? I will pay to lay and be off in a coffin today I mean off in ashes, this life and after it clashes
block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash
'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweeds wove its strands The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed
