Текст песни DMX - Blown Away (feat. Janyce & Jinx)

Year of the Dog...Again
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: DMX
Альбом: Year of the Dog...Again
Длительность: 04:03
Рейтинг: 1978
MP3: Скачать
Загрузил: Yoхан

Текст:

Like the wind, God will take All my sins, blown away Like the wind Like the wind, blown From 80 School Street to way across town Cats knew how I got down 'cause word got around I was that robbery kid with no gun and no mask Catch a *** out the door slippin' that's yo *** Didn't laugh much 'cause I didn't have much Life was like a stick, half gas, half clutch Meanin' half good and half bad It was good if I caught a good vic If I didn't, I was bad Took it out on my regulars I come through and if *** was broke I took watches and [Incomprehensible] Went to jail a few times but that didn't stop me All it taught me was how not to be sloppy An older cat robbed me when I was like 10 If anybody wanted to help, they should've did it then But they didn't and all it did was release the beast So I'm a feast on whatever I come across in the streets Like the wind, God will take All my sins, blown away Like the wind Like the wind, blown I had a 'S' on my chest, *** the vest Did robberies with some cats and robbed the rest Other time I came through with just me and my dog And clear out the whole *** block 'cause we went hard I bag some *** I knew and some *** I didn't I ain't a ***, either way it was no bulls*** A cruddy *** out to get money And a couple of slugs is the only thing anybody took from me Run up on a cat, smooth, like put it in his left ear “Give up the money, the jewelry or get left here” Keep thinkin' it's a game we play, let's get popped See how much fun you havin' when your heart be stopped Shut 'em down, open up shop, ohh, no, blow off a *** top Somebody call the cops but it's too late 'Cause I'm a hit you in the face And what will kill you will be somethin' that you ate Like the wind, God will take All my sins, blown away Like the wind Like the wind, blown If pain is love, why hide my pain with ***? Choke off *** and sell addicts *** for days Same clothes, no soap to shave And I still got a *** on my hip for your open grave We used to get robbery vics Until my man got killed for his whip on some robbery s*** Then I switched to the *** and start sellin' *** But I will pull a steel and put a shell up in ya back I feel like all my life I was held up in a trap Like if I go to Heaven maybe Hell will want me back When all I really want is Sprewells up an a 'Lac And a model *** sittin' with her head up in my lap But since no dough, don't spin And my pant holes got holes within, I gotta fold ya men It's obvious I'm in a house of sin I wish I could open up the doors And let 'em blow at the wind Like the wind, God will take All my sins, blown away Like the wind Like the wind, blown Like the wind Like the wind Like the wind, blown, yeah Like the wind, blown
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