Текст песни B-Boy Bouillabaisse: Dropping Names

[Verse One] He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost She's slipping through his fingers and she's moving out to the coast He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost [Verse Two - after beat slows down] Well if your world was all black, and then your world was all white Well then you wouldn't get much color out of life now right? I'm nicknamed Shamrock - well my name is not Sheamus Girlies on the tippy cause my homey is famous My name is not O'Houlahee, nor is it Bryan If I said that I was weak man you know I'd be lyin Suckers try to bite then they try to pursue it [reggae artist speaking in patois] Ya explain to a musician Dem know it, but dem can't do itBeastie Boys - B-Boy Bouillabaisse: Dropping Names - http://ru.motolyrics.com/beastie-boys/b-boy-bouillabaisse-dropping-names-lyrics.html