Текст (слова) песни: Killah Priest - Hard Times

[Killah Priest]
The prophecies of a poor man end on a train
Take his last breath
Slumps over drops his last bit of change
A mother pacing by her window pane
Staring hopeless at the gentle rain
When the messenger returns telling her
That her child was slain
She reaches for his picture frame
Open up the good book read the scriptures
And sighs his name
The skies full of flames
Streets are gothic
Twelve niggaz lay dead in front of their projects
Reminding D`s of a classic mob hit
Bitches gossip, about they men being targets, or suspects
Niggaz in the lab taking golden seal
For tomorrows drug test
Scared niggaz hugging they techs
Don`t want to get plugged next
Outside there`s a bloodfeast
We all product, faced with hard luck
Since the wrath of God struck
Now we like "Yo Tone let me borrow a buck"
He like "Yo what the fuck"
Niggaz was born to be skeletons
Or was it the curse of this dark melanin
When I die will I open my eyes in Hell again
With these jealous men
Lord forgive me but I smell a gin
On the lips of winos
Sent a plaque turned `em all into Albinos
With horns coming from their foreheads like Rhinos
Read it in my last testament and my hidden scrolls
See my icon straight faced with a torn robe
A beard and some cornrows
The whole globe hears when I perform my shows

[Chorus 2x: Killah Priest]
We go from hard times to part-times
from part-time back to hard times
That`s the start of crime
Till the day we see the father shine
light on us, trying to warn us
We play the corners

[Killah Priest]
I visit monasteries
Where dons were buried
Approached the bench with teary eyes
Tryin to con the jury
Christ said those of you without sin, cast the first stone
Those of you without ends, blast the first chrome
Is it the prophecies of Deuteronomy
that drove us to this poverty?
Trapped with starvin seeds
Fightin for sovereignty
Cold nights make the toddler freeze
Blood over my wallabies
Raining mahogany
Here`s a dollar for the trees
We worship weed like idolatry
Silly bitches with conniving thoughts
Sticking knives and folks
Don`t understand what it`s like to be a black man in court
Niggaz up screamin all night
Complaining that their handcuffs are too tight
Kicking on the cell till they cut out the lights
It`s like a curse
Walk besides white women they start holding they purse
I just ask you for the time bitch
What you got anyway? Some of the Indians turf
The Beauty that once flowed from the Nile
Like the Moses child
The hand that writes is a good as the hand that holds the plow

[Chorus]

[Killah Priest]
Some say the spirit of a dead angel lies within me
Look in my eyes, they`re empty
Poverty stricken beaten with the rod ol envy
Lurking through the shadows of death
Dragging my wings, saw the image of a beast
Ram, dragon and queen, heard the bragging of kings
Whose laughter was as bitter as a scorpion sting?
Forced in the ring with idiots so many cliques
Letting out automatic clips
A dead lady combing the hair of a bastard bitch
I spit graphic shit you ain`t hear half of it
From my fucked up marriages
To dealing with miscarriages
From drinking with savages
Driving hazardous
I`m here today to meet the man from Nazareth
Where`s the pastor? Show me where that chapter is

[Chorus 2x]

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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: Killah Priest - Hard Times [Killah Priest] The prophecies of a poor man end on a train Take his last breath Slumps over drops his last bit of change A mother pacing by her window pane Staring hopeless at the gentle rain When the messenger returns telling her That her child was slain She reaches for his picture frame Open up the good book read the scriptures And sighs his name The skies full of flames Streets are gothic Twelve niggaz lay dead in front of their projects Reminding D`s of a classic mob hit Bitches gossip, about they men being targets, or suspects Niggaz in the lab taking golden seal For tomorrows drug test Scared niggaz hugging they techs Don`t want to get plugged next Outside there`s a bloodfeast We all product, faced with hard luck Since the wrath of God struck Now we like "Yo Tone let me borrow a buck" He like "Yo what the fuck" Niggaz was born to be skeletons Or was it the curse of this dark melanin When I die will I open my eyes in Hell again With these jealous men Lord forgive me but I smell a gin On the lips of winos Sent a plaque turned `em all into Albinos With horns coming from their foreheads like Rhinos Read it in my last testament and my hidden scrolls See my icon straight faced with a torn robe A beard and some cornrows The whole globe hears when I perform my shows [Chorus 2x: Killah Priest] We go from hard times to part-times from part-time back to hard times That`s the start of crime Till the day we see the father shine light on us, trying to warn us We play the corners [Killah Priest] I visit monasteries Where dons were buried Approached the bench with teary eyes Tryin to con the jury Christ said those of you without sin, cast the first stone Those of you without ends, blast the first chrome Is it the prophecies of Deuteronomy that drove us to this poverty? Trapped with starvin seeds Fightin for sovereignty Cold nights make the toddler freeze Blood over my wallabies Raining mahogany Here`s a dollar for the trees We worship weed like idolatry Silly bitches with conniving thoughts Sticking knives and folks Don`t understand what it`s like to be a black man in court Niggaz up screamin all night Complaining that their handcuffs are too tight Kicking on the cell till they cut out the lights It`s like a curse Walk besides white women they start holding they purse I just ask you for the time bitch What you got anyway? Some of the Indians turf The Beauty that once flowed from the Nile Like the Moses child The hand that writes is a good as the hand that holds the plow [Chorus] [Killah Priest] Some say the spirit of a dead angel lies within me Look in my eyes, they`re empty Poverty stricken beaten with the rod ol envy Lurking through the shadows of death Dragging my wings, saw the image of a beast Ram, dragon and queen, heard the bragging of kings Whose laughter was as bitter as a scorpion sting? Forced in the ring with idiots so many cliques Letting out automatic clips A dead lady combing the hair of a bastard bitch I spit graphic shit you ain`t hear half of it From my fucked up marriages To dealing with miscarriages From drinking with savages Driving hazardous I`m here today to meet the man from Nazareth Where`s the pastor? Show me where that chapter is [Chorus 2x] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hard Times: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7956.html Все тексты песен: Killah Priest » Killah Priest - Mystic City » Killah Priest - What Part of The Game » Killah Priest - The Last Supper » Killah Priest - When I`m Writing/Excalibur 12" » Killah Priest - Genesis » Killah Priest - Fall of Solomon CD-5 » Killah Priest - Movie » Killah Priest - From Then Till Now » Killah Priest - Rap Legend » Killah Priest - Excalibur » Killah Priest - Turn Around » Killah Priest - Deja Vu » Killah Priest - Almost There » Killah Priest - Tai Chi » Killah Priest - Fake MC`s » Killah Priest - People » Killah Priest - One Step » Killah Priest - Revisited » Killah Priest - Theme Song » Killah Priest - Atoms to Adams Рекомендуем скачать: » Застольные песни - Только раз » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Турист » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Турист » Золотое кольцо - Расцвела под окошком белоснежная вишня » Злата Кудинова - Одиночество у моря... » Застольные песни - Поговори со мною, мама » Золотое кольцо - Годы не беда » Зоопарк, Майк Науменко - Увертюра » Застольные песни - Как хотела меня мать » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Спиритизм » Злата Кудинова - Банальности » Зоя Ященко - Вы » Зоя Ященко, Олег Заливако - Вишневое варенье » Зинур Миналиев - Ностальгия по будущему » Заира Аминова - Лето » Звери - Дожди-пистолеты » Заира Аминова - Колыбельная » Застольные песни - Снегопад » Земфира - Хочешь » Злата Кудинова - Туманный зонт над городом...
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