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  • Текст песни Zakwe feat. Stogie T, Jay Claude - Roots

    Исполнитель: Zakwe feat. Stogie T, Jay Claude
    Название песни: Roots
    Дата добавления: 31.07.2023 | 20:18:12
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    Здесь расположен текст песни Zakwe feat. Stogie T, Jay Claude - Roots, перевод и видео.
    Ehh, Stogie T, Zakwe, ehh
    Before Nelson Mandela was on money
    I was folding leopards, you would swear it's origami
    Wild life lessons, every death gave me life
    Still-born, so me and Christ share a likeness
    None like him, no Siamese, it's all timing
    You can push, hope it come out live, but this ain't the gynae
    Zakwe hit me like "Let's talk about the rhyming"
    Couldn't find the heart to tell him "that's not my vibe scene"
    Not when the world need a Marley
    And Bob's your uncle but you worry about your country
    I don't take molly, I take lil' rocksy and my daughter
    Out to get chiffon dresses from the shopping complex
    And I'm not trying to shop a complex
    I put my shit in the music so you can find strength
    It's a lil' project I built from the onset
    Ordinary people baptized now that's a John Legend
    Born in Tanzania, that seems far-fetched
    But none of you know the world that's in my closet
    I make lines speak to the heart of the darkness
    Everything hidden unless you listening with your conscience
    It's taking revisiting lyrics to feel the content
    German precision sniffers is ill-equipped for this bomb threat
    If she could get too thick for Shawshank
    Don't bank on lip if you can't swim or walk it
    Didn't got the whisky on the arm rest
    Puffing something stinky from the tropics
    With a face like brake lights
    Eish son you can miss me with the nonsense
    About that time I'ma get that money
    I made mistakes, but I'm make more hunninds
    'Cause now I found the roots to my sanity
    Shades from my money tree, Hip Hop my daily bread
    All black coupe can't see nobody
    If you ain't know, better ask somebody
    Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look
    Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah
    All black coupe can't see nobody
    If you ain't know, better ask somebody
    Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look
    Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah
    Uh, See times and people change but numbers don't
    It's real, Ng' overdose-a le skill, the weak I'm over those
    We made dough without flour ekasi, it's where I rose
    Ng'phuz' uTugela ne tap water that's how I switch flows
    I've been down for the streets, and now it picks me up
    (I spit!) Straight from the dome, see now they wanna fill me up
    The time is up for you niggas if you ain't down with us
    I'm moving clockwise, mang'fun' is'gubhu ng'yam' clock-a u-Wise
    They recognize I'm a pops now with a gorgeous wife
    I know my son is gon' shine, I bet that on my daughter's life
    I bought cars from songs I wrote while I was walking by
    Player, never ang'phuphi, I sleep it now with an open eye
    I'skhath' as'mile baba, we gotta do better in rap
    Second you every second you take the first step, ha
    You Father Christmas niggas, set on the first lap
    Now I'ma run tings, my niggas first on that last lap
    I take a stand mang'tshela lez' ez' oblivious
    I-straadi k'mele bas'funde k'thina, we got that Syllabus
    We bypass those who are biased mas' release-a
    You don't buy us bring the pliers
    Negative mind is easy to minus
    Division of labour must now multiply
    You see they add a lot of problems when they minus-ing us
    They must, do the math from the previous lines
    Selling gold was contagious, now I got that midas touch, that's right
    We survive when they told us we're never winning in this
    Patience on my timeframe till I could picture this, ha
    Y'all still drink ciders and pee 'em like evenings
    With that much flow, I could beat the odds when I even things
    And be the voice of the illest
    Shit, I can flow so the industry put my thoughts on a jiggy beat
    Either or, I'm a lyricist
    I'm a boss, I'm a genius
    I was born with this eagerness
    Get applause and the millions, 'till I'm gone they be feeling this
    About that time I'ma get that money
    I made mistakes, but I'm ma make more hunninds
    'Cause now I found the roots to my sanity
    Shades from my money tree, Hip Hop my daily bread
    All black coupe can't see nobody
    If you ain't know, better ask somebody
    Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look
    Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah
    All black coupe can't see nobody
    If you ain't know, better ask somebody
    Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look
    Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah
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    Ничего не было таким же с момента славы, Халекея

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