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3rd Bass - Problem Child Şarkı Sözleri
juveniles won´t smile, vows are reckless sexless raceless souls unrespected hooligans and street urchins lurkin doin hoods, a neighborhood´s worst person raises? and the pushers and perverts butchers cut like cold cuts the mind works wise or weak on the weary and the wicked plagues a city street swell in evil-fitted man verse man, the haves against have-nots house a kid for grips, leave him in his socks precedence of decadence is put out scramble hands full of merchandise he got out tooken taken a picture of figured strife subsisting on the minimal fruits of life attitudes are skewed from the right pile introduction of a character problem child "problem that i can´t fix.." (8x) [mc serch] kids makin bids cause they´re products, so what? you still get left with a donut no such luck in the scam to make paper skiddin off the edge ya portrays a faker fakin the plans like the plans of mice and men lands a man a chance of one to ten but the man ain´t enough to legally drink and guess what punk - your shit still stink! now you perp the role - the role of frank nitti he ain´t a hero cause he landed on the roof of a chevy so play the life of untouchable the fast life, the wrong life, and so much for the criminal times but time rollin in reverse i wanted to be older, before i saw a hearse take the weight off my boys who are buckwild the life and death and times of a problem child "problem that i can´t fix.." (8x) [pete nice] problems problems of the prodigal end up on the page of periodicals a pinnacle mess, movin blocks to sell blocks under locks and keys no g´s clocked he strays like a pig who don´t fly straight in the pen playin foul and third rate take a step back and meet your maker see play your maytag statistic on paper philosophy not of a giver he´s a taker later words turn to dust he´s the traitor sells you out for a quick fix dime drops got a chip on his shoulder without props a bad seed leads himself the stray way puttin off evidence of judgment day judge not the culprit or pull the file the life and death and times of a problem child "problem that i can´t fix.." (8x) [mc serch] i step careful - into the next frame lame you´re just a stunt playin a sex game i start to wink, you think he´s on your hightail frail you´re shallow as you swallow up your bare sale tail stickin out like a bumper to a maxima taxin a brother for a fee to get sex in a wetbed sheddin your gear like a snake does a skin begin to get slim as he´s sexin you in he moves deeper, asleep is what you thought he was but he went bolo, so low you felt and that´s because the minute he got in and violated you and became ill; treated you just like a flush´n´fill the next crisis, you´re ice is clearin off your mind cause you´re playin life from the cd of behind time to wake up can´t you see that you´re robbin wild file this style as another of the problem child! "problem that i can´t fix.." (8x) |
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