Автор текста: Gs

Автор музыки: Gs

Исполняет: Солдаты

Год написания: 2005

Жанр: Рэп

Аннотация:

We just put everything from our's soul...

His notes...




Oh-Oh-Oh


Why they put our reputation down?
To make dirty our rap-town.
He wrote that notes on the paper,
He is scared to represent them later!
He does have a family,
Everybody calls him negative,
Looser, words came out,
And he starts his rap, knock out.
He puts his scary words
In their heads, everybody needs safe-modes,
Nobody claps.
They   had fun, but no more...
He doesn"t use gun,
This is rap-battle, indoor.
Where is peace?
Where smile on theirs is faces?            
Only crisis and everybody chases.
His words contain only truth,
He is against this world,
They don"t need any sleuth.
These are street"s rules:
You gotta be strong,
Be winner in these duels.
The worst mistake- to be wrong...
This is life and you are one,
You got a chance, don"t make it gone,
Don"t make it split, don"t make it crashed...
When you are one, don"t be erased!





[Chorus]
It"s better to see the truth,
than live in shit.
It"s better to climb higher than you can,
because you will never get profit.
World is going to the hell,
Only God can change your way...
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh

When you step on the stage,
What are you thinking about?
This is life is like a cage...
This truth is very loud!
His parents are mad,
 That he does rap.
He was well-spread in trouble,
If he got it, it was double.
He was so scared that he
can get two in chest, maybe more.
His life is better than before.
He holds his "micro",
Like something important,
He does his rap and he is supported.
It"s not a concert,
It"s his preaching.
He got his rhythm,
Truth searching
In this time full of crime.


[Chorus]


Here we go ... he puts his last words,
He does his song, like no one else,
In these plots.
It is not a job but still it is.
It"s all together: fun, extreme, preaching,
Spiritual breathing,
big meaning...
So what do you expect from these simple people?
Maybe little respect or something deeper.
He got his last breath,
Last word was so clean,
And he felt down,
with a thinking to  bow down God....
One ,Real...
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh
He died, nobody expect.
They just were quiet for a moment,
And gave him "respe"
They got his "micro",
And keep his mission,
With out any permission!
This is how God use us,
In different direction,
with a great satisfaction...

[Chorus]

Автор текста: Gs

Автор музыки: Gs

Исполняет: Солдаты

Год написания: 2005

Жанр: Рэп

Аннотация:

"about soldier"

That's my name
Oh-oh-oh

I needa be a soldier
who never talks so much
making my composion
to get a 'punch".
they call me looser,
they dig me underground,
and used to bit me everyday,
now i got my sound,
i know my way....
I spent my time everywhere,
with my "lyrick-mom",
escaping snare.
they laugh on me,
and put me down...
like i am special,
my heart was "brown",
i was angry,
feeling like a baby,
trying to get lost,
and no way back,
never got a post,
only smack...
                      [Chorus]
                   That's my name,         
             D-I-M-A , i know my way,
        through the hating,loving,waiting...
            pass a bridge,burn a bridge.
               1,2,3, i keep my search.
               I did my money own way,
              no one knows that i stay,
              stay alive,and passing by,
             changing places like a fly.
                      Oh-oh-oh

I tried to run 
i had a chanse,
but love was holding me,
like a fanse.
i got a chanse to see,
i used to hate them ,
don't know why.
Now it's late,
to see where am i.
No one loves my lyrick,
or did a fun,
everyone was critic,
calling b*son.
they were slanders,
trying to find sh* about young "MC",
F*boss senders,
Oh yeah ,no i see,
These people are scared,
about what they know,
no one battled,
welcome to "GS" show
                      [chorus]

Oh please!
Sometimes i don't feel love,
sometimes i am lost someone son
i see a picture of parents,
smiling back to me,
oh my sisters ,
how much you mean to me.
I grow up my feelings,
i wanna be your brother,
putting more meanings,
loving mother,father.

                            [Chorus]