Текст песни Mos Def - Fake Bonanza

True Magic
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Mos Def
Альбом: True Magic
Длительность: 04:10
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Загрузил: Gragory


[Verse 1] Hip hop, modern time, flossy and raw so self-absorbed, immature I can't remember being this bored Fake bonanza, there come real wars Bullets burn through the candy on the driver side door Long investigations and no firm lead, billion dollar flow And black life is still cheap Your rent skyrockets and y'all prospects plummet Ten murders, ten days, this summer Talk about today's mathematics, a eighth, an O, a key And the caliber on your rack, shit The inmate number, the centerfolds for measurement Is close as a coed cell come to some tendon-is I heard them say it was all about the Benjamins I don't believe it now, didn't believe it then, fuck wutcha heard You believe wutcha want, the truth is what it is, it be what it been Get rich, shorty just tryna live Don't believe in heaven and ain't tryna get in And hell is everyday, fuck the world anyway Potion and sips, spark up a clip, FADE AWAY! [Hook] The low lights, tree top heights Be careful how you move the traps are covered in the lights Landmines be disguised as welcome signs I'll repeat it so you ain't got to press rewind The landmines be disguised as welcome signs Black fresh from Iraq, a wild look in his eyes, missing part of his arm What the fuck is your problem!? Ohh lord! Fake Bonanza!
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