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  • Текст песни Mr. Complex - Stabbin You



    [Mr. Complex]
    One of my hair-brained schemes is to
    Chase my shadows after,
    My smoking pipe, dreams it,
    Seems i got a fiends just,
    Forming up coats, i make it seam easy,
    Some beg to differ, coke if ya,
    Got time i'll show ya,
    With a rhyme and blow ya,
    Mining through ya,
    Hot head and spool ya,
    Like thread and fool ya,
    Like major look, off the major Steve Austin took his bionics
    Back to the for justin, federal soaking when I was not busting
    Im not joking, im not chris tucker, muthafucka, I'm provoking
    People I is see through, the cracks off the skulls
    With the, facts and the fiction, im like dynamite with
    Dynamic diction, man the way i be swinging it and swerving it
    And shit you'd feeling that you deserving
    Feelings that you deservin'
    Feelings that you deservin'
    Feelings that huh

    Chorus: Mr. Complex

    Do you got a minute, for me to get in it,
    To you got time to check this rhyme
    What you say, what, you want me to turn it up
    Its grabbibg you it's stabbing you all in your mind

    Do you got a minute, for me to get in it,
    To you got time to check this rhyme
    What you say, what, you want me to turn it up
    Its grabbibg you it's stabbing you all in your mind

    [Mr. Complex]
    I'm mean, see I, cut you clean I dissolve your spleen
    It go, --Sound effect??
    Partialary, the martial artist fury, fister??
    You're in the Mister, Mister Complex
    I'm so compelling, and ooh ooh ooh I'm telling
    I'ma drop a, dime in the rhyme, a penny in the well
    Shits you not, I'ma really tell
    I'ma drop a quarter in the water, it's a slaughter
    My skill levels way empty, your so low
    so slow, trickle down, you try to, no flow
    You waiting like a nickle, you end up in the jars
    with the counter with the pickle and pigs feet
    Then I switch the labels from the squid meat
    Yess I did heat the beat, but i was cool about it
    You like a pool with no agua, you like a fool without it
    You got the kids just jumping and then staying dry
    That's why the get mad kick you in the chin and poke you in the eye



    Repeat Chorus twice



    Half of the Chorus