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  • Текст песни Royce Da 5'9'' - Mr. Grace

    Исполнитель: Royce Da 5'9''
    Название песни: Mr. Grace
    Дата добавления: 21.12.2023 | 23:27:01
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    Кто круче?

    или
    What is America built off of?
    (Violence and entrepreneurship)
    So if you had to tell another six year old
    Like yourself what to look out for
    What would you tell 'em? (They would kill you for the right price)
    Are you a buyer or a seller? (A seller)
    If I gave you a million dollars right now
    Would you buy candy or a candy store? (A candy store)
    What is the goal to be? (Independent)
    If you lost everything tonight
    What you got tomorrow (intellectual property)
    And what is intellectual property?
    (They can take your possessions, but they can't take your mind)
    How do you say group economics in Spanish? (Economía de grupo)
    How do you say barter system? (Sistema de cambio)
    If I gave you something for five hundred
    And you flip it to the next man for two thousand
    What is that called? (Upselling)
    Alright now, me, as your leader, as your father
    The person who's supposed your best interest
    If I celebrate holidays and Christmas, your entire life
    And you gotta go beg somebody for a job at eighteen, what did I do?
    (You failed me financially)
    And I want you to tell me
    How fast can somebody be a victim of gun violence in America?
    (This fast)
    Was told to hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
    In a place that hears no evil, sees no evil
    Where the oppressor sees no color
    The investor sees no others
    The erection seems so seasonal, plus illegal
    Man, that's just the mode, that's just the evil
    We just adjust to that, that's just machismo
    I was destined to be mo' than a apple laying next to a tree, bro
    Clandestine, colorful G stuck in a G code thrust into street mode
    Searchin' for soul with a stolen identity
    Surface low, economically
    In need of capital, in search of a loan
    And it's a few bankin' institutions who got the remedy
    But this is America
    Where credit is for the privileged and profit is not my amenity
    I'm just here to get popped by the cops
    Get popular so I can discredited in a documentary by the enemy
    While in a homicidal, fratricidal cycle of wild, constant hostile energy
    Lookin' down the barrel of a rifle while tryna find some inner peace
    As God as my witness, through teary-eyed tyranny
    Knowledge itself is the caveat and the dollar itself is the demigod
    Listen, nigga, this is The Iliad
    Flip the dollars for wealth until our figures resemble the myriad
    We are the inventors, we are the lenders, we are the matriarchs
    Only thing we didn't make was slavery laws
    And on this specific day
    It's the end of the prison sentence, this is the period
    A rich man wrote this with a poor man's focus
    A sick man quotes this, but the dope man sold this
    Lookin' for a soulmate and the bitch playin' Go Fish
    Provin' you got heart doin' dirt for The Tin Man in a quicksand culture
    Standin' on anything I said like the kickstand open
    Feelin' like Rembrandt sculpted some shit that just van Gogh get
    I am the descendant of the original, physical melanin skin man
    The highly-intelligent pride of the ghetto, the Zinjanthropus
    The Phantom's so clean you can't see the lord sit down, she is gorgeous
    All you see is a steerin' wheel floatin', led by a herd of stampedin' horses
    Checks and balances by the curb
    Steps to amateurs flyin' birds
    Connected annual to a buyin' surge
    Expectin' the amateurs to try and merge
    To try and lessen the blesses
    But you can never lessen the connection
    Of the indefinite pentameter Ryan serves tryin' words
    This is Category A
    Definition, battered slave of yesterday
    Recognition by cattle
    Present picture, a guy battles sexuality in tight apparel, eyeshadow
    That's not deep, I'm shallow
    As time travels, rapper-boys get to doin' acid on stage
    Wearin' satchels, catchin' cases like statutory rape
    Online actin' like natural-born slaves, really
    I guess it's from the back of the back
    To back to sittin' with my back to the shadows
    With actors standin' behind me with puppets controlling nothing but shapes
    But that shapes our fate
    This is the Allegory of the cave theory by Plato
    And this is the first chapter
    The first forty-eight, "Death Of the Dope Man"
    И это первая глава
    Первые сорок восемь, «Смерть наркомана»

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