Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Bitter

(B-Real)
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses
for the trivial things and the pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and stupid
it`s incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles
some of us out - he used to think we were invincible
on the corner bangin` and slangin` the high bitual
Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin` spiritual
Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical
I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools
Divided and tempted snake bitten by the ridicule
Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline
I play doctors here`s two bullets for your medicine
I carry those days like a weapon close to me
The memories of hot lead rippin` a hole through me

(Chorus: B-Real)
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock `em up and show you`re no quitter
Snakes` pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong
Snakes` pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong
Stand...

(B-Real)
So many, come and go in this lifetime that you serve
Faces change, liscenses` everywhere you turn
Gangsta`s become blinded, visions become blurred
Learned to stay alive to the real side of the curb
You came along way but some still refuse to notice
they turned they back on us and they tried to provoke us
You ask about us, you talk trash about us
walk fast around us, but my block fast allowed us
Don`t try to crowd us nigga, we`ll smack you up
Look around and see who`s willin` to back you up
You`re in a ghost town and home alone like Macaulay nigga
don`t say my name nigga, don`t even think of me
Fire start spittin` from my grill piece, ya scorched up, touched up
I`m the C4 that blew up your porch
I spit venom quicker than the punch on your Porsche
Venom so deadly I`ll make your fuckin` life divorce ya
Ask for Alamoney, bitches, you all phoney
I`ll make you sing the blues like you`re Paulpau Coloney
Go ask Moley, you in the middle of shit
And anything you say I`ll be known the shit
The force drops hits a ball, makin` me die of laughter
Cause I know what these son-of-a-bitches are after
Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold
then your true sign is shown, then your fuckin` mind is blown

(Chorus: B-Real)
Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock `em up and show you`re no quitter
Snakes` pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but we`re still standin` strong
Snakes` pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong
Stand...

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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 - Bitter (B-Real) I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses for the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and stupid it`s incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles some of us out - he used to think we were invincible on the corner bangin` and slangin` the high bitual Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin` spiritual Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools Divided and tempted snake bitten by the ridicule Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline I play doctors here`s two bullets for your medicine I carry those days like a weapon close to me The memories of hot lead rippin` a hole through me (Chorus: B-Real) Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer Rock `em up and show you`re no quitter Snakes` pit every ground I landed on Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong You hate the songs that you pump up all day long Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong Snakes` pit, every ground I landed on Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong Stand... (B-Real) So many, come and go in this lifetime that you serve Faces change, liscenses` everywhere you turn Gangsta`s become blinded, visions become blurred Learned to stay alive to the real side of the curb You came along way but some still refuse to notice they turned they back on us and they tried to provoke us You ask about us, you talk trash about us walk fast around us, but my block fast allowed us Don`t try to crowd us nigga, we`ll smack you up Look around and see who`s willin` to back you up You`re in a ghost town and home alone like Macaulay nigga don`t say my name nigga, don`t even think of me Fire start spittin` from my grill piece, ya scorched up, touched up I`m the C4 that blew up your porch I spit venom quicker than the punch on your Porsche Venom so deadly I`ll make your fuckin` life divorce ya Ask for Alamoney, bitches, you all phoney I`ll make you sing the blues like you`re Paulpau Coloney Go ask Moley, you in the middle of shit And anything you say I`ll be known the shit The force drops hits a ball, makin` me die of laughter Cause I know what these son-of-a-bitches are after Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold then your true sign is shown, then your fuckin` mind is blown (Chorus: B-Real) Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer Rock `em up and show you`re no quitter Snakes` pit every ground I landed on Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong You hate the songs that you pump up all day long Hated on, but we`re still standin` strong Snakes` pit, every ground I landed on Hated on, but I`m still standin` strong Stand... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Bitter: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5823.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Feature Presentation » Cypress Hill - 16 Men Till There`s No Men Left » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise » Cypress Hill - Can I Live » Cypress Hill - Oz Soundtrack » Cypress Hill - Worldwide » Cypress Hill - Make a Move » Cypress Hill - Mary Jane » Cypress Hill - Lowrider » Cypress Hill - From the Window of my Room » Cypress Hill - Unreleased and Revamped (EP) » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump (Muggs` Blunted Mix) » Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Stoned Raiders/Bones Soundtrack » Cypress Hill - Born to Get Busy » Cypress Hill - High Times » Cypress Hill - L.I.F.E » Cypress Hill - Everybody Must Get Stoned » Cypress Hill - Stoned is the Way of the Walk » Cypress Hill - valley of chrome \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 Рекомендуем скачать: » Л.Черникова - А мне мама... » Л.Агутин - Летний дождь » Лена Перова - Местное время » Леонид Ваксман - Создателя хуля семя... » Леонард Хируг - Полночный экспресс » Линда - ОТКРОЮ Я ДВЕРИ » Любовь Захарченко - Юноше » Лолита Милявская - Цветочки » Лилия Хайлис - Не угрожали ни стихии, ни враги... » Людмила Катанова - Мы разменяли на слова... » Леонид Семаков - Молчание (Хмурый дядя) » Леонид Утесов - Добрая ночь » Лариса Долина - Зима, зима, зима » Леонид Сергеев - Заплыв » Ляпис Трубецкой - Юность » Ляпис Трубецкой - Ласточки » Любовь Окунева - Рук твоих тепло, глаз твоих печаль... » Лена Перова - Лети за солнцем » Лена Мульганова [Кауфман] (Фабрика звезд - Асфальт (Ночные снайперы+Елена Мульганов » Леонид Будько - Ту-ту, ту-ту!
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