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  • Текст песни CrazyTown - Face The Music



    Now we push rhymes, crazy rhymes,
    Words forced fed to your mind trace the
    source brother, brother face the music,
    don't confuse it for another
    nothing comes close to this
    Kiss the sky.
    These grands change hands as our fans
    multiply we push rhymes
    people gather round when we kick them go boy,
    Shifty stick em
    ha ha ha stick em
    Burning bridges , smoking ism,
    Losing my religion
    shooting the breeze, we got these MC's ass kissing
    If you can't take the
    heat get your ass out the kitchen
    I freak it off the wall crammin,' slammin', points
    of view into your fucking skull bitch
    That's why we stick em.

    Stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha ha
    stick em, ha, ha, ha
    stick em
    stick em stick em stick em
    stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha
    ha stick em.

    Well I tapped you on the spinal with an anesthetic
    epic is the definition written
    into grooves of vinyl
    it's called survival, when I drop the stylish into
    friction
    tectonic traits drifting like the plates
    it shakes like the quakes in Cali
    the mystic maharaji
    mission of the kamikoze come back kid
    producer supper status
    I'm here to claim my rein as the baddest beat peddler
    so place your bet middler
    the rough is a blaze and yo,
    were smoking out the fiddler
    we're sippin on a hundred proof liquor
    welcome to the dooms day dawning.
    hot like the sun
    no time to relax we pack the dooms day gun.

    Stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha ha
    stick em, ha, ha, ha
    stick em
    stick em stick em stick em
    stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha
    ha stick em.

    Call me a drifter, richer when I hit you with the stick em
    I'm talking shit
    the pit starter a wanted man
    The one who cuffed your daughter to my bed stand and I
    talk a lot of shit because I know a lot of shit
    I know, I said I'd quit but I just want
    another hit
    it's madness pimpin like Gladys
    The baddest maintainer status
    that is no question
    releasing tension as we step into the seventh dimension
    this jabber jaw's jaws are slapping
    we's what's happening
    the bones are breaking
    and fingers snapping
    the pressure is on with non stop action
    whether banging your head or steady maxing.

    Stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha ha
    stick em, ha, ha, ha
    stick em
    stick em stick em stick em
    stick em ha ha ha stick em
    ha stick em, ha ha
    ha stick em.