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Три утра
Не спится
Неприличный роман на последней странице
Раскрыт - ты слишком занята собой
В беспорядке бельё и пластинки,непрочитанные письма и украденные фотоснимки
Сегодня,к счастью,выходной

Она живёт на третьем в многоэтажном доме
(Случайно я заметил, когда искал кота в бинокль)

Давай знакомится пока не кончилось лето - у нас двоих полно историй
Возьмём машину в сторону центра и вечером посмотрим фильм о море

Пособие по тантре,крутые фильмы про якудзу
Во время бега в опустевшем парке обсудишь со своей безумной таксой
Скажи,что будет,если злые марсиане захватят силой местный супермаркет?
Что будет,если недалёкий парень с букетом лилий к тебе в дверь заглянет?

Как японский луноход встану на твоём пути
Можешь рассердиться,но не уходи

Она живёт на третьем в многоэтажном доме
Свободная,как ветер,хотя немного одинока

Возьмём машину в сторону центра и вечером слегка промочим горло
Я тебя люблю

@ I.F.K.

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IFK sing it: fuck da jumboz
Even they would give no fuck
Who da hell was Lumumba!

@ I.F.K.

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На площади Новой Жизни сжиигаю карту
Я наверняка опять напьюсь...
Пьяным,поймёт ли меня кто-нибудь?
В похмелье плавится обида за потеряную жизнь
Я видел,как люди превращаются в утиль
Я видел бесцветные пугабщие сны
Мы все ждём,когда свои врата раскроет Рай

Да,я спасён
Эта жизнь - всего лишь сон
Эй,алкоголь - сделай сладкой мою боль

Разобраный на детали робот,падаль
Самоутверждаюсь на полу
Скоро настроюсь на злую волну
Тебя опять вернёт туда бездарно прожитый день и строки хроники,
Пропитанные кровью детей
Никто не сможет изменить эту реальность
Скорей,закрой глаза и глотай стаканами Рай

Нам пора домой,хватит...
Акробатом на канате,здесь я просто наблюдатель
Каждый хочет бросить камень
Я сорвусь,- держитесь,твари...
Вместо приза - высота

Я видел то,чего не видел ты
Я видел,как в пропасти летят мосты
Я видел своё безумное лицо...

Ты видишь,как я сжигаю карту
Никто из нас теперь не знает пути домой

@ I.F.K.

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Look! he drank straight from the faucet!
HOLY SHIT HE′S FUCKIN LOST IT!
We only enjoy fine sparkling water!
FED SOMETHING ADHESIVE TO YOUR DAUGHTER!

Called me old-fashioned, but I think trains kick ass!
I don′t need hot wheels to get to class!

What the hell is wrong with him!?
HIS HIS HAIRS SO LONG IT NEEDS A TRIM!
I heard he packs a lot in those bloomers,
IT′S PROBABLY TRUE LIKE ALL THE OTHER RUMORS!

You think you′re modern,
But that taste won′t last (It just won′t last)
And everything you own,
Will be (Will be)...
The fucking past. (the fucking past)

Cynicism save me.
Turn me around and march me back up the sidewalk to my
door.
Take me back inside and throw my trench-coat on the
floor.
Lead me back into my bedroom,
And make me put my cloths back on.

Grab the Mag-Lite, get the grappling hook,
Lets fine the bottom of this cave and close the book!

The salt on my lips is an enzyme,
That metabolizes reality,
To fuel these dirty delusions!
You′re leading me to these CONCLUSIONS!
The organs exploding, IN MY TORSO!
Like a series of city blocks,
Giving in to a nuclear blast.

And now my pressure relief valve is activated;
Maybe I should stop holding my breath.
I′ll prove it, Come sit next to me.
Tell me what you do at work;
You half-hearted intimacy.
We′ll be like gay actors,
Over and out,
Having the kind of sex sacrificial virgins,
Fantasize about.

But if I knew your name it would have to be for
charity!
JUST TRY ME! TEST ME! RELEASE ME!

Cynicism reassure me that,
If we only had less clothing and better light.
It would all just be an embarrassing misunderstanding.
The sudden silences, aren′t the crash,
Where lips should be.

If this were a contract i wouldn′t sign.

@ I Set My Friends On Fire

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Who put the mess in your head?
Filtering the sense of all you could’ve said
Who stole the words from your mouth?
So twisted (in cotangent-?) and reaching out

If this this a lullaby
Then why am I not sleeping easy?
If you leave me alone I will come home
Dragging my tails behind me
Sweetheart, they’ll hang me out to dry

When nothing is left
There is always us…

If I could sing you to sleep
Lay you down and pray that your soul to keep
That would be all that you need
Right arise oblivious to everything

chorus.

@ IAMX

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He takes your face and positions it to take your mouth
You bite, you bite to excite yourself
He wants the colour of you to wear and feel alive
And you bite and I′m awake and I′m the slave tonight

You lie, you lie to spare my life
you needed it, he tasted you inside out
Your joy, your joy is my low

You shift the play, push the curve to sit between your thighs
It′s a sign, it′s time to exercise the lines,
You want the double cut through to wet, invade and slide
You slide and I′m awake and I′m the slave tonight

You lie, you lie to spare my life
you needed it, he tasted you inside out
Your joy, your joy is my low

@ IAMX

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Do you ever question your life
Do you ever wonder why
Do you ever see in your dreams
All the castles in the sky

Oh tell me why
Do we build castles in the sky
Oh tell me why
All the castles way up high
Please tell me why
Do we build castles in the sky
Oh tell me why
All the castles way up high

@ Ian Van Dahl

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Verse one:
You know it ain’t no stoppin all tha doggs I’m droppin
It’s friday night so everythang is poppin.
I got skin lets spin on da hand,
So let tha games begin.
Yakity yak don’t jump back or it’s on,
Callin up earl on tha car phone.
Mack 10 just got out of court,
Rollin through tha hood in his super sport ropin too $hort.
Eighteens got tha rearview mirrors vibratin,
And deep dish daytons.
You know how we do it,
Ain’t nuttin to it but tha floss,
Overcrowdin harrison walks.
’cuz if ya fuck wit ours,
We leave scars,
Out of g ride cars,
Livin like stars.
Might hit tha highway,
On tha vegas run fool ’cuz it’s friday.

Chorus:
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don’t care. [x2]

Verse two:
Standin outside on a friday livin on tha edge,
’cuz we all got ’dem hard heads.
It’s seems like we all are waitin,
For a drive by playin tag wit satan.
But we chillin yeah we ready and willin,
Ya hear about tha latest westside killin.
Forty sippin,
Set trippin,
Fo’ dippin,
Get tha grip in,
Neva slippin.
Bg’s tryin tah hang out,
But og said take ya little ass in tha house.
My big homey just got out,
Used tah be down now he’s just crack ad.
He’s bout hard as darth vada
In his sweat shirt, khakis and chuck taylors.
Just see him in the drive way,
Gettin beat like a smoka fool ’cuz it’s friday.

-chorus-

Verse three:
Why must I be like dat and chase da cat,
Or settle for a hoodrat.
Dookie braids no dreadlocks,
Flyin in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock.
And I love her ’cuz she down,
Tah fuck around wit tha underground pussyhound.
And her ass is big round and wide,
Jacked up makin nigga down tah ride.
Smokin indo,
Playin dat super nintendo,
Hear a rat tat tat on my window.
Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust,
Don’t trust tha rubber ’cuz it’s bound tah bust.
In tha oven in tha nappy,
I had on two so I was happy.
’cuz dat hiv’ll make ya dick hang sideways,
And dat ain’t cool fool ’cuz it’s friday.

-chorus-

Throw tha west side in da air,
Throw tha east side in da air,
Throw tha south side in da air,
Throw tha north side in da air.
Oh yeah!

@ Ice Cube

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From N.W.A. and the Posse/Greatest Hits.

[Eazy-E]
Oh, shit. I guess there′s one less bitch you gotta worry about.

[Narrator]
Let′s describe a certain female. A female with the disease of character
and attitude. If you will, a snob. However, in a view of NWA...

[Ice Cube]
A bitch is a bitch (bitch)
So if I′m poor or rich (word up)
I talk in the exact same pitch
Now, the title bitch don′t apply to all women
But all women have a little bitch in ′em (yeah)
It′s like a disease that′s plagues their character
Takin′ the women of America (yeah)
And it starts with a letter B
It makes a girl like that think she better than me (bitch)
See, some get mad and some just bury
But, yo, if the shoe fits wear it (wear it)
It makes ′em go deaf in the ear
That′s why when you say ′hi′ she won′t say ′hi′
Are you the kind that think you′re too damn fly?
Bitch eat shit ′n die (ha, ha)
Ice cube comin′ at you at crazy pitch
(Why?) I think a bitch is a bitch

′Who the fuck you think you′re callin′ a bitch you little ? muthafucka?
I dunno who the fuck you think you′re talkin′ to. Let me tell you one
muthafuckin′ thang, I′m not a...′ [Eazy E] ′Bitch, shut the fuck up.′

Yo, you can tell a girl that′s out for the money (How?)
She look good and the bitch won′t phony
She ain′t no dummy she′s right the ...
Yo, bitch fuck when I′m driving
See a young nigga that′s striving
You′re thru′ without a BMW
That′s why a bitch is a bitch
I guess, or ether P-M-S
Here, test the girl that′s kinda snobby (a′ight)
And I bet you dis a nigga is her hobby
And after she finished the test
Write today a B-I-T-C-H
And watch her get mad ′cause she know it′s true (she know it)
But a nigga like me, I say ′fuck you′
Do like Ice Cube, slam her ass in a ditch (slam her ass)
′Cause a bitch is a bitch

′Why I gonna be a bitch?′
′I ain′t call you no bitch. If you′d listen to a goddamn song it′d tell
you what a bitch is.′
′Fuck the song ′cause I′m not no muthafuckin′ bitch.′
′I didn′t say you was a bitch.′
′Fuck you, punk-ass nigga!′
′Fuck you, bitch!
′Fuck you! Who the fuck you think you are?
′Fuck you! Suck my dick, bitch!

I once knew a bitch who got a slack
′Cause she playing me like she was all that
A bitch can be your best friend talking behind your back (yeah)
About who′s fucking who and who′s getting fat
Look at yourself for me, (look bitch)
Now do you fall in this category?
Or you′re the kind that won′t bleak
′Cause you don′t think, yo, shit stinks
Luckily I haven′t had a drink
′Cause I′ll down you ass
Than I′ll clown your ass
′Cause the niggas I hang with ain′t rich (I ain′t rich)
We′re all saying ′Fuck you bitch!′ (Word up!)
Now, what I can do with a hoe like you
Been your ass over then I′m thru′
? that you see Ice Cube ain′t takin′ no shit
(Why?) ′Cause I think a bitch is a bitch

[Narrator]
There you have it. The description of a bitch. Now ask yourself,
are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry,
scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact wearing bitch? Yep, you
probably are.

Bitch

@ Ice Cube

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You can′t trust a big butt and a smile
No, that′s the old style
In ninety-deuce, shit ain′t quite the same
Bitches gotta brand new game, yo
It′s kinda hard to see
But the dating game ain′t what it used to be
Back in the day, if a ho wanted ya dough
She give you a piece of ass and there we go
Go and get knocked up and then get socked up
You be broke and locked up
But the news done hit
Bitches all over on some new improved shit
To y′all macks
Come to find out that bitches are pullin jacks
I remember every night all you had to worry about
Was gettin caught at a red light
And the nigga gettin ya five, day to days
Now shit done changed
Cos you gots to watch the ones in the skirt
And it ain′t about gettin burnt
I know it sounds strange, but could you
Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change
Cos you′ll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich
And about that bitch, don′t trust em

Chorus

(Ice Cube comin at′cha with a crazy bitch)
Don′t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
(Ice Cube comin at′cha with a crazy bitch)
You can′t trust no (Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!)
*Repeat*

Here′s how the bitches jack:
They try to catch a dumb nigga in the act
You came to the club, stepped to the bar
And pulled out a wad of Doves
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dancefloor
And she started dancin like a ho
Jimmy got stiff, she ain′t have a ride home
So you gave the bitch a lift
She didn′t wanna trouble you
But hopped her big ass in your BMW
Hopped to her house and started kissin
And Jimmy just wouldn′t listen
Cos you got real horny
And that

@ Ice Cube

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[Ice Cube]
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers no here come the beast

Oh, in the late night hour

[Ice Cube]
Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
And I′m rollin′ with the motherfuckin′ Neptunes
When I′m caught off, I got a sawed-off
A midget bitch that′ll suck a niggas balls off
You too girl if ya fuck with me
I′m gettin′ head in the lane doin′ sixty
About to crash like Teddy Pendergrass
Mama said a hard head make a tender ass
To all the dogs that bark a lot
Who don′t give a fuck if it′s dark or not
We′ll be creepin′ in the parking lot
Motherfuckers don′t know if I can park or not
Cause I circle like vultures, La Costa Nostra
Bumpin′ all the baddest bitches like I′m ′posed to
What′s yo name, what′s yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster

[Hook]
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
If you on the block nigga then shit bang
And if it′s what ya need boy, do ya thang
If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang
If you in that 600 then shit bang
If you on that Steel Horse then shit bang
But if it′s what ya need boy, let it bang

[Ice Cube]
Fuck the police comin′ straight from the underground
Fuckin′ pig wanna act like he like me now
In 86 same bitch tried to lock me down
And motherfuckers wanna ask why I′m cocky now
To all the bitches that think they bootylicious
I think they nutritious, I think they do dishes
I′m makin′ three wishes or takin′ they pictures
And spendin′ they riches and fuckin′ they bitches
Egomaniac, lil′ homies call me brainiac
Ice Cube′s an asshole and it ain′t a knack
So take a hit of that and remember that
Where my motherfuckin′ niggas and my bitches at
In the late night hour hit the front to back
Check the motherfuckin′ rims on the Cadillac
On the ass attack, can you keep it tight
And if the head right, nigga there every night

[Hook]

[Ice Cube]
This is for my niggas that′s schemin′ for cash
And lookin′ for ass (In the late night hour)
This is for my people that′s countin′ they riches
And pickin′ up bitches (In the late night hour)
This is for my niggas that′s countin′ they cash
And lookin′ for ass (In the late night hour)
This is for my people that′s schemin′ for riches
And pickin′ up bitches (In the late night hour)
So check it and everybody get naked
This might be a nigga last record
But respect it cause I could do it all night playa
I′m all fight playa, you all spite playa
It′s all right playa, a nigga might care
But to catch me you gotta do a light year
Ice Cube insane in the membrane
Baby go ahead please do the damn thang
We gonna get chu′ high nigga
Our rhymes will get chu′ by nigga
Tell me if I qualify nigga
To bail in like SuperFly
I wanna get that, cop that, buy that, drive that
You want it too but don′t know where to start at
Fuckin′ with me, nigga better bring his hard hat
Nigga where ya heart at, leave ya on the tarmac
Where my top at and my nigga Mack
Ridin′ shotgun, with the top gun
Don′t catch a hot one soon as he spot one
Westside Connection is a doctrine
This ain′t another club song
Or love song that y′all can fuck on
So get the fuck on
A nigga rich can′t believe the bullshit that I′m stuck on

[Hook]

@ Ice Cube

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Got damn, I’m glad y’all set it off.
Used to be hard, now you’re just wet and soft.
First you was down with the ak,
And now I see you on a video with michel’le?
Lookin’ like straight bozos.
I saw it comin’, that’s why I went solo.
And kept on stompin’,
When y’all mothafuckers moved straight outta compton.
Livin’ with the whites, one big house,
And not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
Dropped four niggas now I’m makin’ all the dough.
White man just rulin’.
The niggas with attitudes -- who ya foolin’?
Ya’ll niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella boy’s on your team, so you’re losin’;
Ay yo dre, stick to producin’.
Callin’ me arnold, but you been-a-dick;
Eazy e saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
But I’m a man, and ain’t nobody helpin’ me.
Tryin’ to sound like amerikkka’s most,
You could yell all day but you don’t come close.
Cuz you know I’m the one that flown,
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the l-e-n-c-h m-o-b, and y’all disgrace the c-p-t.
Cuz you’re gettin’ fucked out your green by a white boy,
With no vaseline...

[refrain] (l.l. sample: "now you’re gettin’ done without vaseline...") 3x
(biz markie sample: "damn, it feels good to see people...on it")

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin’,
Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You’re gettin’ fucked real quick,
And eazy’s dick, is smellin’ like mc ren’s shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
But willie d told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn’t stop you from gettin’ ganked,
Now let’s play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis ice cube, it wasn’t worth it
Cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I’ll cut them balls,
Cuz I heard you’re, like, givin’ up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
Gettin’ money out your ass, like a mothafuckin’ ready teller.
Givin’ up the dollar bills,
Now they got the villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don’t believe what ren say,
Cuz he’s goin’ out like kunte kinte,
But I got a whip for ya toby;
Used to be my homey, now you act like you don’t know me.
It’s a case of divide-and-conquer,
Cuz you let a jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
Yellin’ compton, but you moved to riverside.
So don’t front, mc ren, cuz I remember when you drove a b 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin’ joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the verse team.
It ain’t my fault, one nigga got smart,
And they rippin’ your asshole apart.
By takin’ your green, oh yeah,
The villain does get fucked with no vaseline.

[refrain scratched]

I never have dinner with the president.
I never have dinner with the president.
I never have dinner with the president.
And when I see your ass again, I’ll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
Throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin’ your homeboys.
You little maggot; eazy e turned faggot.
With your manager, fella,
Fuckin’ mc ren, dr. dre, and yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy e would be hangin’ from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light ’em up, burn ’em up, flame on...
Till that jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
Dumb nigga, what you thinkin’ bout?
Get rid of that devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
Cuz you can’t be the nigga 4 life crew
With a white jew tellin’ you what to do.
Pullin’ wools with your scams, now I gotta play the silence of the lambs.
With a midget who’s a punk too,
Tryin’ to fuck me, but I’d rather fuck you.
Eric wright, punk, always into somethin’, gettin’ fucked at night.
By mista shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

[Ice Cube]
Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin′ to be?

--when i′m big i wanna be a thug--

--you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
What choo know (about) a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah)
You wanna see the bad guy?!
Look at Ice Cube (yeah yeah), that′s the bad guy!
You need people like him, can point cha fingas!
Huh?! (yeah yeah) the fuck you know about this shit?!
You ready to die?! O - K A Y
Where is that, you ready?
Cuz they ain′t touch the bad guy!!! oKay?--

I′m the nigga of the century

--oh, so zhuu a bad guy, c′mon prove it
c′mon, you think you bad?
How bad you are?!--

I′m the nigga of the century

-c′mon lets see how bad you are
c′mon bad guy! C′MOAWNL!!!--


(verse one) {:41
We the worsest, all purpose
You want murderers?
well you Serve us, hattin′ motherfuckers with curb dust
You heard us, don′t shit make us nervous
Not even when these fuckin′ feds try to serve us
Mention me, when you write it in your history
As a nigger with the key to the mistery
Grand motta ain word don′t mean shit to me
Who gives a fuck what they think, and what they see
Live how i got to live
Give what i got to give
Teach my kids positive, as well as the negative
Hope to raise better kids
The world needs a seditive, pray to god that we let him live

--Cuz you bad guy!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me

--You better mention me!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me


(verse two) {1:32
A nigga told me to keep hope alive
Survive, and 95 ′ill get you paradise
So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride
But look into my eyes, i′m too wise to cook fries
Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation
Mama said get the facin′ on them applications
Didn′t know back then, i was too young
Public school made me dumb as a motherfucker
What should i do in my life
Reverend Price, do you got some advice
Before i roll the dice
A nigga don′t wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain′t all fun and games
When you tryin′ to get that money mang
Gangbang, maintain or slang cane
T.V. got a nigga where he can′t use his brain
What the fuck you talkin′ bout, choose or loose
Bitch i don′t know the motherfuckin′ rules! (for real)

--Cuz you bad guy!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me

--You better mention me!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me


(verse three) {2:36
Who am i when it′s do or die
You can see a man′s sould thru the human eye
Can′t spend all your lifetime gettin′ high
Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i
Acktin′ wild as a jevenile
Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial
Wait-pow! these people ain′t playin′ now
Got to bring 85 percent of the time now
Fuck that, rather roll with the ruff pack
In the jet black, listenin′ to ruff rap
See it′s quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don′t know
What i′ve been thru, the weather′s presedential
The warfare′s mental, i sell my soul to the lord
For the perfect instrumental
And the number two pencil
And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk

--Cuz you bad guy!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--The diamond scruff!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me

--You better mention me!-- I′m the nigga of the century
--O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me
--Me that′s who!-- It ain′t no mystery
Goin′ down in history, niggas better mention me

--yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it!
Choo leave it the fuckin′ illest nigga to fuckin′ shit you!
Dess no problem withs that! gawn′na fuck dat!
June have a fuckin′ heart attack
It′s over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW!
It′s no fuckin′ secret
Joo know dis motherfucker, O - K A Y ?!!
It′s over! that′s it, die !!!
BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!!--


(Ice Cube - ′Pushsin Weight′ sample) {4:03
~I got that bomb...bomb...tit-tit...
Tity-tit...tity-tity...tity bomb...bomb...bomb
w-when I hit you uhh uhh uhh...~

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin’
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I wanna welcome
All y’all broke ass entreponiggas to the player’s club. yaeeyaae

Verse 1:

It’s packed niggas don’t know how to act
We the macks v.i.p’s in the back
With a stack of numbers
My niggas like ’em dumber
We oughta get ’em smarter
Baby take my order
The only shark that swim in henn no water
Got ya daughter doin’ shit you don’t think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
You know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac mack 10 (my nigga)
Down ta get this mothafuckin’ party crackin’
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club (yaeeyaae)
Show me love

Chorus:

We be clubbin’
Everybody likes when the girl
Shakes something
Nigga don’t pull nothing (that’s right)
We ain’t dumping
We just bumpin’ and bangin’
Like it ain’t nothing wrong
Get ya club on (we be clubbin’)
Ah, we be clubbin’(we be clubbin’)
Yaeeyaae (we be clubbin’ we be clubbin’)

Verse 2:

We gettin’ in free so what the fuck now
Wscg just touched down
Show a nigga ’round
Least take a nigga to the sto’
(y’all in fo the night? )
Hell no
Security bail slow up in the club
Remember when they push & shove
It’s only love
Dubs for everybody waitin’ on us
And fuck everybody hatin’ on us
Debatin’ on us but we only visitin’
Ain’t tryin’ ta fuck with niggas in lizard skins
I see you watching me, you should watch her
’cause if she sick of yo’ shit I’m the doctor watch her
Show her to the car
& see how bad she wanna meet these stars
They know who we are (where we going? ) westside
Nigga meet me by the bar

Bridge:

Shake it off shake it off take it off
Break it off break it off make it soft (4x)
Brrr (we be clubbin’) uhh (uhh) (we be clubbin’ 2x)

Verse 3:

Baby beware ice cube is on tilt
Waitress bitchin’ off the drinks my nigga spilt
Everybody’s sweatin’ like it’s armageddon
1999 party over oops i’ma still grind
Straight from the west put away yo’ 9 (click click)
Dj can ya play my shit one mo’ time
Goddamn you fine (my nigga speak on it)
She got ass for days (put a week on it)
Now everybody in the world love to go clubbin’
And after the club it’s either breakfast or fuckin’
Hope we ain’t duckin’ from haters in the parking lot
Who ain’t got nothin’ tryin’ to prove sumthin
Frontin’ we be the niggas who be bluntin’
On our way to the marriott keep ’em very hot
Westside hittin’ hairy cock all night long
Get ya club on!

Chorus

Bridge

Chorus:

We be clubbin’
Everybody likes when the girl
Shakes something
Nigga don’t pull nothing (that’s right)
We ain’t dumping
We just bumpin’ and bangin’
Like it ain’t nothing wrong
Get ya club on

Homeboys show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)
Homegirls show me love up in the club
Security show me love up in the club
Owners show me love up in the club
Waitress’ show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)
Bartenders show me love up in the club
L.a. show me love up in the club
The bay show me love up in the club
Chicago show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)
St. louis show me love up in the club
Miami show me love up in the club
New york show me love up in the club
Detroit show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)
Houston show me love up in the club
K.c. show me love up in the club
Denver show me love up in the club
D.c. show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)
Atlanta show me love up in the club
Memphis show me love up in the club
Dallas show me love up in the club (yaeeyaae)

I might spend a dub. bitch!

@ Ice Cube

Текст песни:

Вечер, ты сидишь у окна
Снова, этой ночью без сна
Все мысли только лишь о нём, перед глазами он
Ты представляешь каждый день как будешь с ним вдвоём

Опять без него, гуляешь одна
А он не смотрит на тебя
Но ты лучше всех, время пройдёт, и он конечно всё поймёт
Утро, на учёбу пора
Только, это не для тебя
Ты забываешь обо всём, идёшь туда, где будет он
Мечтаешь, улыбаясь вновь, как будешь с ним вдвоём
Опять без него, все ночи без сна
Не замечает он тебя
Но ты лучше всех, время пройдёт, и он конечно всё поймёт
Что это любовь,
ЛЮБОВЬ!
Ведь это любовь
Опять без него, все ночи без сна
Не замечает он тебя
Но ты лучше всех, и время пройдёт…
Опять без него, все ночи без сна
Не замечает он тебя
Но ты лучше всех, время пройдёт, и он конечно всё поймёт
Опять без него, все ночи без сна,
Вдруг замечает он тебя!

@ IdeЯ Fix

Текст песни:

Некуда бежать
Замкнутые стены
Я не верю никому
И не чему
Кислорода на двоих
Мы не думаем о них
Тех кто ломится в стекло
Нам с тобой всё равно
Мы не в силах удержать

Мы не можем больше ждать
За руки вперёд
Все законы против нас
Вы смеётесь мне в лицо
Я дышу в последний раз: ещё, ещё, ещё
Мы вместе сзади только страх
Мы рядом в наших всё руках
Куда мы выбежим сейчас
Мой страх твой страх мой страх
Глаза в глаза, дыханье в рот
В последний раз нам повезёт
Мы сможем это пережить
Нам жить всем вам смерть нам жить
Все законы против нас
Вы смеётесь мне в лицо
Я дышу в последний раз: ещё, ещё, ещё
Мне нечем дышать
Жжет изнутри
Горечь во рту
Чёрные дни тают как иней
Они уносят тебя
Уносят тебя
Уносят тебя
Уносят тебя
Где твоя рука?
Что я без тебя?
Моё лицо в крови, в крови, в крови, в крови
Близится рассвет
Нас здесь больше нет
Как твои дела? Как дела?
Ну, кто я без тебя?
Ну, что я без тебя?
Отрезан путь
Нас не вернуть
Они сожгли свою любовь
Уходим вновь, о Боже вновь
(О боже вновь)
И любовь…

@ IdeЯ Fix