Текст (слова) песни: Mysonne - Violator

[Mysonne]
Yeah I want the sarcasm, with the anger
All that shit mixed in
OK let`s do this

The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
Y`all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!)
The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
You niggaz want problems? (You can`t handle the truth!)
The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!)
Y`all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!)
(You want answers?) (I want the truth!)
(You can`t handle the truth!)

[Mysonne]
Yo, aiyyo y`all niggaz see the stripes, and ignore my rank
We gon` do this like pirates now, walk the plank
I don`t know what niggaz think, there`s none above me
Problem Child General, nigga thugs love me
You want me to prove it`s real, use this steel
catch a body, and move to Brazil?
But then how you gon` breathe, when your lungs ain`t there?
Comin in your buildin, and my sons is there
with they hands by they waist cause they guns is there
Now y`all see how this shit turn from fun to fear
But y`all don`t play fair, so why should I?
Get you hit by the same nigga that got you high
Put two up in your side, and watch you cry
And I know you can`t survive but I`ma watch you try
Say goodbye, y`all niggaz ain`t bulletproof
You want what? Y`all niggaz can`t handle the truth, yo

Chorus: Mysonne (repeat 2X)

The truth is -- it`s too late for a truce
The truth is -- y`all niggaz ain`t bulletproof
The truth is -- Mysonne is the truth and
(You can`t handle the truth!)

[Mysonne]
Aiyyo the truth is, I`m young pretty and ruthless
And I peel quick and steal shit, cause I`m lootless
So don`t confuse realness, with music
Yeah you got a gun but you scared to death to use it
Your hand shakin, you can`t take the kickback
So whoever gun you borrow nigga give it back
Cause you lack the heart it takes for gunplay
You ain`t ready to have shootouts in the broad day
My niggaz bustin while they drivin down the one-way
Y`all niggaz better pack y`all bags and run away
I mean this fam, I`m makin niggaz dissapear
It ain`t a game, and I think I made that crystal clear
(I think so) Shit is official here, so you don`t want to start this
Cause you too light, to get caught up, in the darkness
Stabbed up, left hemorraghing, on a park bench
You threaten mines? FUCK YOU, pardon my French

Chorus

[Mysonne]
Okay, you been forewarned, so y`all niggaz better recognize
Problem Children, don`t forget the weapon ties
I specialize in warfare and rippin tracks
And if it`s war, then we ALL in with different gats
or different bats, just keep spittin this and that
Just keep talkin, yo` ass gon` end up missin black
You not gon` listen til I`m yo` ear with the mac
or you in the air, your spirit just lookin back
I done it all, from pimpin hoes to cookin crack
Approachin crews dolo, like what y`all lookin at?
I earn respect, that`s why I wonder why me?
Thorough to this, so why y`all still wanna try me?
That`s alright, y`all niggaz know where to find me
Up in the Bronx somewhere, that`s where I be
Prolly with my niggaz shootin lead off the roof
See I told ya, y`all can`t handle the truth

Chorus (Mysonne bullshits over it)

* ad libs to outro *

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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: Mysonne - Violator [Mysonne] Yeah I want the sarcasm, with the anger All that shit mixed in OK let`s do this The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!) Y`all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!) The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!) You niggaz want problems? (You can`t handle the truth!) The FUCK y`all niggaz want? (I want the truth!) Y`all niggaz want problems? (I want the truth!) (You want answers?) (I want the truth!) (You can`t handle the truth!) [Mysonne] Yo, aiyyo y`all niggaz see the stripes, and ignore my rank We gon` do this like pirates now, walk the plank I don`t know what niggaz think, there`s none above me Problem Child General, nigga thugs love me You want me to prove it`s real, use this steel catch a body, and move to Brazil? But then how you gon` breathe, when your lungs ain`t there? Comin in your buildin, and my sons is there with they hands by they waist cause they guns is there Now y`all see how this shit turn from fun to fear But y`all don`t play fair, so why should I? Get you hit by the same nigga that got you high Put two up in your side, and watch you cry And I know you can`t survive but I`ma watch you try Say goodbye, y`all niggaz ain`t bulletproof You want what? Y`all niggaz can`t handle the truth, yo Chorus: Mysonne (repeat 2X) The truth is -- it`s too late for a truce The truth is -- y`all niggaz ain`t bulletproof The truth is -- Mysonne is the truth and (You can`t handle the truth!) [Mysonne] Aiyyo the truth is, I`m young pretty and ruthless And I peel quick and steal shit, cause I`m lootless So don`t confuse realness, with music Yeah you got a gun but you scared to death to use it Your hand shakin, you can`t take the kickback So whoever gun you borrow nigga give it back Cause you lack the heart it takes for gunplay You ain`t ready to have shootouts in the broad day My niggaz bustin while they drivin down the one-way Y`all niggaz better pack y`all bags and run away I mean this fam, I`m makin niggaz dissapear It ain`t a game, and I think I made that crystal clear (I think so) Shit is official here, so you don`t want to start this Cause you too light, to get caught up, in the darkness Stabbed up, left hemorraghing, on a park bench You threaten mines? FUCK YOU, pardon my French Chorus [Mysonne] Okay, you been forewarned, so y`all niggaz better recognize Problem Children, don`t forget the weapon ties I specialize in warfare and rippin tracks And if it`s war, then we ALL in with different gats or different bats, just keep spittin this and that Just keep talkin, yo` ass gon` end up missin black You not gon` listen til I`m yo` ear with the mac or you in the air, your spirit just lookin back I done it all, from pimpin hoes to cookin crack Approachin crews dolo, like what y`all lookin at? I earn respect, that`s why I wonder why me? Thorough to this, so why y`all still wanna try me? That`s alright, y`all niggaz know where to find me Up in the Bronx somewhere, that`s where I be Prolly with my niggaz shootin lead off the roof See I told ya, y`all can`t handle the truth Chorus (Mysonne bullshits over it) * ad libs to outro * Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Violator: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/16461.html Все тексты песен: Mysonne » Mysonne - Violator » Mysonne - The Truth Рекомендуем скачать: » Екатерина Барановская - Не гляди на часы (фестивальная) » Евгений Муравьев - Мне другим уже не родиться... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Закружится по комнате мотив... » Евгений Коновалов - Гусарский вальс » Евгений Осин - Не верю » Екатерина Яровая - Отец мой, ты меня недолюбил... » Евгений Романов - Зеленый свитер » Елена Фролова - Верлен » Евгений Клячкин - Прокатилось лето кубарем... » Евгений Савельев - В любви есть час, когда невмочь... » Евгений Исакевич - Песня Йорика, шута при дворе Гамлета » Елена Гурфинкель - Вот так и живем: от письма до письма... » Егор летов - Армагеддон попс » Егор летов - Дрызг и брызг » Елена Фролова - Как жила-то жила... » Ефим Ташлицкий - День сурка (Один из любимых моих кинофильмов) » Елена Казанцева - Вам двадцать два, мой лейтенант, и мы не пара... » Евгений Савельев - Снег » Евгений Бабенко - Благодарность, или Похмельный романс Честняги » Елена Фролова - Среди ночных и долгих бдений...
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