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Dreamland  
4:55 28 0 9 лет
Лицензия
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Хип-хоп
Над треком работали
Eryx
Альбом
Hustlers In The Night
Студия
Da Nest Production
Текст
Yeah, thanks a bunch For what? Huh... For *welcome to the Dreamland* [Verse 1] It 'aint safe anymore to just walk out the door And that's the thing that we are fightin' for - gangsta heart, dragon's loore But it becomes a core, and it counts all of them scores Got some true bros on the streets waiting for them goals And mark all as *rom the Bronx*, their "for shures" and then it goes. But this melodie lives on within me And I work for the fee instead of makin' it free And I keep it content instead of going on a spree I keep on doin' drugs, there's no love for me. Keep on puttin' *chiga-chiga-bams* for some street prams I don't even hope they will ever understand anything besides that I am the man And I act like a scam, and slowly truly turning into scam I'm sorry, mom, your son is lost forever for leather chair and a parker pen. [Chorus] But who is gonna be our destiny While we fight for survival like a stone-age tribal, thee who has a bible will die by tha bible But who's gonna be our destiny And become a messiah, and get burned in fire, and forever be talked about as a liar. [Verse 2] Don't be quick to judge, just look at how we live Say hello to this thief, don't say verses are cheap grief Believe in this crap, cause this rap reflects where's the hood at We all are hoodrats, strapped with straps and blessed with gats. Stressed with facts - nobody cares 'bout this mess The pits of the streets need victims, that's how the devil feeds. Our souls, forever lost for control, like the strippers on poles We are selling our words But we rise above all. We bring music to cash, we bring curse to the songs WE bring stones to them splash, and them brakes to the bones. We put bullets to use, don't confuse with misuse Got a short fuse to the trigga-finga, you know what I mean, *nigga* But these figures at night, asking why we despise The ones who lie, but go to church, and smile, and say "hi" [Chorus] But who is gonna be our destiny While we fight for survival like a stone-age tribal, thee who has a bible will die by tha bible But who's gonna be our destiny And become a messiah, and get burned in fire, and forever be talked about as a liar. [Bridge] Hey, guess what I have heard, guess what I have read They found a place where all the good had gone at And I've got a map, and I feel I can get Or just remain one of the few living among the dead. Brake the heaven with my "fuck you hoes" And if the doors are closed, it won't be a surprise at all I made a lotta shit Then I'll come blasting at, gun-clappin' at And raise hell in hell with my gat. [Verse 3] Fuck that, I have no illusions no more No el paradiso no more, but I can pray to Thor The raven quotes "Nevermore", we'll find an exit, *for shure* And if no, I'll go all *Edgar-Allan-Poe*. And be a crow, and get my revenge Fuck everything, the only lust there is for avenge The dark knights prefer to keep their ways all mean, cool and violent The places guns do all the talkings, the gods... remain... SILENT..... [Chorus] But who is gonna be our destiny While we fight for survival like a stone-age tribal, thee who has a bible will die by tha bible But who's gonna be our destiny And become a messiah, and get burned in fire, and forever be talked about as a liar.