Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Trouble

[B-Real]
It`s been a while now
Been around the block many miles
Many faces, many places
that I found ?friend`s? traces
Where I spend time, places where my mind goes
PlacesI can call home
Places I can get stoned
I just wanna be alone
When I`m feelin` in my zone
People want to knock me down
`cos they never have their own
They won`t get the best of me
But they try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck wit` me?
I`m not, what you s`posed to be?
You could not give a DAMN
Coulda just Killed A Man
Sawed off in my hand
But I had to kill the plan
Think I`ve found my piece of mind
Feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself
It all goes around me and others who would down me
Who I don`t give a fuck about, Trouble always found me,
I know used to welcome it with my arms open wide,
Trouble`s hand`s on the door, but it can`t come INSIDE!

[Chorus 1 : B Real (repeat 2x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE`S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
You want trouble, c`mon,
You want trouble?
You want trouble, c`mon
You want trouble?

[Sen Dog]
Trouble on the line, all the fuckin` time
Got me contemplatin` the solution, the fusion my wicked mind
Got suckers that hate me but it don`t really matter
I`m like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter
Movin` in circles, throwin` elbows and fists
You got to be a real nigga in the Cypress Hill pen
Like the critics talkin` shit, but I`m not concerned
A hundred G`s for sixty minutes is the bank I earn
I try to put it to you (?) so you bitches can learn
That no-body get tired when it`s time to burn
With so many phonies out there a lot of you have been fooled
In to actually believin` that some shit is cool
Take the blinders off and go look for yourself
Fuck hearin` about shit from somebody else
I`m down for myself, I back up myself
Put in all on the line make sure that I`M FELT!

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[B-Real] Nooooo!

[scratching interlude]

[B-Real]
Look, the wall`s closin` in
and my shoe`s wearin` thin
Had to be the biggest clown that you couldn`t comprehend
Some hated on my game, said I wouldn`t be the same
Called me "Rock Superstar", "Insane In The Brain"
But I know I haven`t changed
So I brush you to the side
Trouble`s knockin` on the door, askin` jus` to come inside
`times I gotta block it out, no-one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin` and I can`t seem to lock it out
Got my hands on the phone, I don`t wanna have to talk
If you`re feelin (?), son, then I guess you gotta jump
I can see it in your eyes, you don`t seem to recognise
I wouldn`t fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I`m not fallin` for your shit, you ain`t gonna take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don`t got your (?)

[Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)]

[Chorus 2: B-Real {Sen Dog} (Repeat 4x)]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE`S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL!
{You want trouble right now? C`mon
You want trouble right now? C`mon}

[B-Real] You want trouble, c`mon
You want trouble?
[Repeat 4x]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Trouble [B-Real] It`s been a while now Been around the block many miles Many faces, many places that I found ?friend`s? traces Where I spend time, places where my mind goes PlacesI can call home Places I can get stoned I just wanna be alone When I`m feelin` in my zone People want to knock me down `cos they never have their own They won`t get the best of me But they try hopelessly Why you wanna fuck wit` me? I`m not, what you s`posed to be? You could not give a DAMN Coulda just Killed A Man Sawed off in my hand But I had to kill the plan Think I`ve found my piece of mind Feet planted on the ground I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself It all goes around me and others who would down me Who I don`t give a fuck about, Trouble always found me, I know used to welcome it with my arms open wide, Trouble`s hand`s on the door, but it can`t come INSIDE! [Chorus 1 : B Real (repeat 2x)] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE`S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL! You want trouble, c`mon, You want trouble? You want trouble, c`mon You want trouble? [Sen Dog] Trouble on the line, all the fuckin` time Got me contemplatin` the solution, the fusion my wicked mind Got suckers that hate me but it don`t really matter I`m like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter Movin` in circles, throwin` elbows and fists You got to be a real nigga in the Cypress Hill pen Like the critics talkin` shit, but I`m not concerned A hundred G`s for sixty minutes is the bank I earn I try to put it to you (?) so you bitches can learn That no-body get tired when it`s time to burn With so many phonies out there a lot of you have been fooled In to actually believin` that some shit is cool Take the blinders off and go look for yourself Fuck hearin` about shit from somebody else I`m down for myself, I back up myself Put in all on the line make sure that I`M FELT! [Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)] [B-Real] Nooooo! [scratching interlude] [B-Real] Look, the wall`s closin` in and my shoe`s wearin` thin Had to be the biggest clown that you couldn`t comprehend Some hated on my game, said I wouldn`t be the same Called me "Rock Superstar", "Insane In The Brain" But I know I haven`t changed So I brush you to the side Trouble`s knockin` on the door, askin` jus` to come inside `times I gotta block it out, no-one likes to talk it out Trouble keeps comin` and I can`t seem to lock it out Got my hands on the phone, I don`t wanna have to talk If you`re feelin (?), son, then I guess you gotta jump I can see it in your eyes, you don`t seem to recognise I wouldn`t fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise I`m not fallin` for your shit, you ain`t gonna take me there You can talk all you want, but I don`t got your (?) [Chorus 1 (Repeat 2x)] [Chorus 2: B-Real {Sen Dog} (Repeat 4x)] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, TROUBLE`S NOT MY GOOOOOOOOOOAL! {You want trouble right now? C`mon You want trouble right now? C`mon} [B-Real] You want trouble, c`mon You want trouble? [Repeat 4x] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Trouble: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5671.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Glock » Cypress Hill - We Live This Shit » Cypress Hill - 3 Lil Putos » Cypress Hill - Low Rider » Cypress Hill - Light Another » Cypress Hill - Killa Hill Niggas » Cypress Hill - Hole in the Head » Cypress Hill - Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk (Remix) » Cypress Hill - Illusions » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - In Tha Beginning... There Was Rap » Cypress Hill - Psychodelic Vision » Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - IV » Cypress Hill - No Rest For the Wicked » Cypress Hill - Stoned is the Way of the Walk » Cypress Hill - Amplified » Cypress Hill - Lick A Shot » Cypress Hill - Street Wars » Cypress Hill - Shoot `Em Up Рекомендуем скачать: » GangStarr - Positivity (Remix) » Grand Daddy I.U. f Lumberjack - Represent » Gene Vincent - I Got A Baby » Grateful Dead - Dark Hollow » Garth Brooks - When There`s No One Around » Great White - Hey Mister » Gathering, The - In Motion #1 (live) » g love and special sauce - soda pop \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » G.B.H. - Electricity Through Space » George Lamond - Where Does That Leave Love » Gemini - Tha Anthem » Godsmack - Awake » Gravy Train - Sippin` 40oz » Grateful Dead - Death Don`t Have No Mercy » Gary Numan - London Times » Gerry Rafferty - Tired of Talking » Guns N` Roses - Breakdown » Gordon Lightfoot - Poor Little Allison » Gang Starr - Cause And Effect » Group Home - We Can Do This
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