Текст (слова) песни: Qwel - Capathy

Coward human got a gun, he`s down to shoot it, run
Bow before his outward spouting power
A flower slumps in the slums
A crushing flood on someone`s love, someone`s son, someone`s done
(Buck, Buck, Buck, UHHH)
And the rain sings like, I don`t care
And the train howls like, I don`t care
But where them thugs at, so other thugs know just who to bust at
Some dumb ass brats who buck at other thugs, but miss as much as tap
To cap a total stranger`s rug rat
Waitin on the bus mad
Not another mustard…puff…slug through lung and lunch bag
Fuck cats actin adamant about thug ass philosophy
But oddly enough never changed a diaper or diaper wrapped colostomy
Rap about zaggin rags, I highly doubt it
Let the dragon out on babies babies, now ain`t a side round it
(I don`t care)
Drowning flowers ain`t a thing, not for cowards fraid to sing
That goes for cops up on Howard
Panoptic tower made of heat
It`s raining steel nails through tissue boat sails and gales of dollar cream
Hail increase like collars, fathers martyred out of ink
Think how slaughtered daughters` mothers weep it out without an ounce of sleep
Salty heaps of sniffled "why`s" crystallized round her cheeks
Sees the skies as just clouds now
Shouts in her pillow wet
But where my killer`s killers?
To fill in her children`s silhouette
Chillin, building hell, feelin well, killin something
Blood for miles, high as a horse`s bridle, demons runnin, Jesus comin
Told `em
Hold `em to an unrepentant sentence, senseless muggin
Desensitized eyes, shruggin pride, to deny your lungs from pumpin
He`s the hardest motherfucker ever fucked a mother
Brother bucker
Bust at thunder in his slumber
Up to pluck your number
Peace
The Harvest
Rubber Duckers, he`s retarded
Swingin his sickle, gleanin brittle garden, marksman sucks you under

I don`t care

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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: Qwel - Capathy Coward human got a gun, he`s down to shoot it, run Bow before his outward spouting power A flower slumps in the slums A crushing flood on someone`s love, someone`s son, someone`s done (Buck, Buck, Buck, UHHH) And the rain sings like, I don`t care And the train howls like, I don`t care But where them thugs at, so other thugs know just who to bust at Some dumb ass brats who buck at other thugs, but miss as much as tap To cap a total stranger`s rug rat Waitin on the bus mad Not another mustard…puff…slug through lung and lunch bag Fuck cats actin adamant about thug ass philosophy But oddly enough never changed a diaper or diaper wrapped colostomy Rap about zaggin rags, I highly doubt it Let the dragon out on babies babies, now ain`t a side round it (I don`t care) Drowning flowers ain`t a thing, not for cowards fraid to sing That goes for cops up on Howard Panoptic tower made of heat It`s raining steel nails through tissue boat sails and gales of dollar cream Hail increase like collars, fathers martyred out of ink Think how slaughtered daughters` mothers weep it out without an ounce of sleep Salty heaps of sniffled "why`s" crystallized round her cheeks Sees the skies as just clouds now Shouts in her pillow wet But where my killer`s killers? To fill in her children`s silhouette Chillin, building hell, feelin well, killin something Blood for miles, high as a horse`s bridle, demons runnin, Jesus comin Told `em Hold `em to an unrepentant sentence, senseless muggin Desensitized eyes, shruggin pride, to deny your lungs from pumpin He`s the hardest motherfucker ever fucked a mother Brother bucker Bust at thunder in his slumber Up to pluck your number Peace The Harvest Rubber Duckers, he`s retarded Swingin his sickle, gleanin brittle garden, marksman sucks you under I don`t care Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Capathy: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/116/1/951.html Все тексты песен: Qwel » Qwel - Broken Wing » Qwel - The "IT" in "Keeping IT Real" » Qwel - Ugly Hungry Puppy » Qwel - Where I Go, There I Go » Qwel - Ruby Ragdollenne » Qwel - Harriet Tubman » Qwel - A Little Something » Qwel - Quest for Fire » Qwel - Good Friday » Qwel - The Highest Commitment » Qwel - Hall of Mirrors » Qwel - Proof 101 » Qwel - Brick Walls » Qwel - Capathy » Qwel - Deuterium » Qwel - Chicago `66 » Qwel - Road Atlas » Qwel - Stress.com » Qwel - Underachiever » Qwel - The Siren of Liberty Island Рекомендуем скачать: » Валерий Боков - Мой Ленинград » Владимир Туриянский - Впечатление об Алтайских горах » Валерий Кузнецов - Песня бича » Вероника Долина - К себе » Валерий Зайцев - Под пряным небом Востока... » Владимир Высоцкий - Гололед » Владимир Высоцкий - Случаи » Владимир Высоцкий - Граждане! Зачем толкаетесь » Владимир Музыкантов - Вспоминая Игоря Северянина » Владимир Крастошевский - Харьков » Валентин Вихорев - Осенний вечер долог и тягуч... » Владимир Рагимов - Осенний Курорт » Вадим Егоров - Монолог дочки » Вадим Егоров - Осенний реквием » Валерий Сюткин - Черные очки » Вероника Долина - Песня бродячих актеров (из спектакля Дом, который построил Свифт) » Владимир Высоцкий - Песня сплавщика » Виктор Луферов - Осенний сквозняк » Владимир Высоцкий - То была не интрижка... » Виктор Черников - Одиночество
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