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  • © Copyright P-Man (www.P-Man@ngs.ru)
  • Обновлено: 07/02/2004. 0k. Статистика.
  • Автор музыки: P-Man
  • Исполняет: P-Man

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    06-Chino_Xl_Featuring_Royce_Da_59_&_Canibus-I_Wish_U_Would

     
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  • Исполняет: Sway and Tech f/ Canibus, Chino Xl, Royce Da 59
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  • Intro]
    Sway and King Tech
    Bringin it back to basics
    Mic skills
    You know what I'm sayin
    2005
    Keepin it live
    Can-I-Bus, Chino XL, and Royce Da 5'9"
    
    [Royce Da 5'9"]
    The cold shoulder holdin the frozen boulder of ice
    Chosen type to the poor polisher
    Just let go of my foes shit let go of they mics
    Just let go of they souls before the 4-4
    At night you wanna send them you higher in the sky
    When god meant you to fly 'til Christ blows over
    The Farrakhan and the most soldiers the headliner
    The show close and the doors close the shows over
    The pope spoke and potently the marijuana
    The coast to coast coke leaf the dope beats
    So close to the pope he can show Moses
    No competin is no for the poor closer
    My whole M-O-Ps M-O mister simple
    M-O-B N-O-T ya N-O
    I been on Leno don' diss don' hit the thrown
    My head's growin
    The crown don't fit (don't fit, don't fit, don't fit)
    
    [Chorus]
    I wish you would  (Not beef it'll never settle)
    I wish you would  (You never know who's got the heavy metal)
    I wish you would  (Violate minds put holes in your riddle)
    I wish you would  (Get the knocked the fuck out)
    
    [Canibus]
    I carry niggaz like a brute with a screw face
    Carryin a suitcase with his picture in today's newspaper
    To pay the cops to make cargo drops
    I wish you would talk shit about me on the wrong block
    Get a high performance shot on the spot
    Soon as you park the drop
    Give a fuck if you a star or not
    Genital hip hop or that you just stand down nigga
    Don't let me hafta beat you up with your fans around nigga
    Fuck who you roll with ya mans a clown nigga
    A couple quick snapshots you outta the picture
    Put you on the A-list
    Ya faceless assassin looks like Ghostface before 36 Chambers
    Hang around gorillas ya frigates becomes apists
    Behave your modication I slap you when you say shit
    Pull ya pipe out we could go there too
    You get blasted with a most hair crew
    In your head and your jewels
    Plus ya back in ya chest to be cruel
    If I say don't run and you do I'm dumpin you fool
    The moonlight blessed me
    The vibes direct me
    You might be better than me but not directly
    Perfect rap muscles public enemy half a double
    Do the math I'm a classic rebel
    I wish you would try to dance with the devil
    I'll wet you but pet you
    Chop ya arms off hand you a shovel
    Never stare at you keep it professional
    Hit you with a hand full of metal
    You be face down when I bury you
    After that I wish somebody would try to remember you
    I kill you on the mic that's the simplest simple truth (truth, truth, truth)
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Chino XL]
    Imagine a world without Chino XL bein illest
    No one raps landlord murderin all my tenants
    Hurdling over an image harmonicas by Bruce Willis
    Avoidin women like monica them types that try to kill us
    I don't write verses, I write controverses
    Harder than controllin Anthony Anderson's sexual urges
    You nervous at my foul ability to smile while
    Killin off ya family child by child
    Mutual respect it's wild cats like KRS in Miami
    Music's my apprentice Donald Trump couldn't fire me
    Any sticky drama beef physically imma strike back
    Vin Diesel was like Chino nigga how'd ya arms get like that
    I sit back simplify the style (monumental)
    Cuz niggaz keep missing the point like a broken pencil
    Street education I slip it in like white boys who
    think they down
    Threw the word nigga inside their conversation
    Back of cryogenic hibernation
    The lyrical Benicio Del Toro up for ya oscar consideration
    Not a adjulation they show my battle raps on cinemax
    To open ya eyes I drive a cadillac through ya cataracts
    Some raw like Puerto Rican birth control after sippin rum
    Got 99 problems but a verse ain't one
    Since 14 been in the street of my own
    Don't cry for me like Evita Peron
    Find my mind iller than Nina Simone
    Backpedalin like Sly Stallone on a 10 speed
    Smokin weed in a world where everybody's against me
    See I'm more than famous
    The public school system plans class trips to my
    projects to watch me twist the language
    I'm dangerous as swarms of locusts wanted with niggaz that's broke as
    Handcuffin soldiers that sold for some dotal emotions
    I notice ya cd for 99 cent what
    Blank cds a dollar fifty you make more from shut the fuck up
    (the fuck up, the fuck up)

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    Будь на равных

     
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  • Автор текста: P-man
  • Автор музыки: M.P.
  • Исполняет: P-Man
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    Будь на равных постоянно- вот мой совет
    
    

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    Картель

     
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  • Автор текста: P-man, Lil'Den,mad P.
  • Автор музыки: Mad P.
  • Исполняет: P-man, LilDen,mad P.
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  • Картель
    
    
    Картель-
    пархает как бабочка, жалит как шмель.
    Опасен как змей и т.д.

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    Парик

  • Автор текста: P-man
  • Автор музыки: P-Man
  • Исполняет: P-Man
  • Жанр: Рэп
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    Я принимаю парик...Или башек с конца сигареты.
    
    

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    Под небом

     
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  • Автор текста: Kartel
  • Автор музыки: Triphone
  • Исполняет: Kartel
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  • Жанр: Рэп
  • Много всяких непонятных слов

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    Последний воин

  • Автор текста: P-man & Mp
  • Автор музыки: Mp
  • Исполняет: P-Man & Mp
  • Год написания: 2004
  • Жанр: Рэп
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    			Припев:Последний воин на горизонте-значит будет дан бой,Пока ещё не всё утеряно на нашем фронте.Есть надежда, если есть сила воли,Розданы роли. И один пусть последний в поле воин.
    
    

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    Рождение

     
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  • Автор текста: P-Man, Mad P.
  • Автор музыки: P-Man, Mad P.
  • Исполняет: P-Man, Mad P.
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  • Жанр: Рэп
  • Рождение
    
    Всё меняет рождение
    пап па.
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