Тексты песен «Mc Pig Pen»

CHORUS One for the rappers who speak what they feel Two the beat makers always keeping it real 3 for the dj's on the wheels of steel Were making music for the fans not achieving a deal... VERSE 1 Hip hop... it's like...

And with the ring of a bell. they like to say an angel is born From what I can tell. I can say there basically wrong Angels aint winged beings that take you by storm No. they appear in the most basic of forms. In dark...

It's pig pen with a hell of a hit This shit'l drop the panties of a celobate bitch It's jist like cotton candy that you sell to the kids It'll rot your brain... but I aint tellin em this Oh wait I just did It's basic...

I seen a girl from a far poorin drinks at the bar Carrying herself like she thinks she's a star... It's as if she aint got a single care in the world Every creep in the bar straight staring at girl. Not a club, a small...

Doing hip hop for me is just a daily event But life can vary so much from one day to the next I'm payin respect but I'm hardly paying my rent. Paying my dues. but when do you start paying the checks I used to live in...

I'm taken back Faced with complacent acts Makin tracks The lables wanna break my back Don't take a nap Don't wanna get caught sleeping Face the fact The past is gone I'm not dreaming I hate the rap. The radio has...

YES I'm fucking sick with it. Don't forget it I'll spit in your eyes... better go to the clinic I told you to quit it Behold ima get it Ima always spit it till I'm old and I'm finished I'm holding the spinach Open the...

Skull rock mountain is the place I reside A mask made of bone covers the face that I hide I've been in this mountain since you chased me inside. Because you think I'm evil I'm discrased till I die... Weve all heard the...

I'm sick of life. despicible I'm sick of it all. I'm pickin fights... you dicks are quickly pissin me off I'm sick of life... so sick that I don't listen to yall. I'm pickin fights. my fists. quickly hittin your jaw...