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Crystal Gayle - Текст песни Fade It
Uhh! Y'all know the scrilla
 Watch the maneuver
 [Verse One]
 Check the action, tracks with traction, fact with fiction
 Mix it, now that's faction, El got you relaxin
 I'm camomile, volume sleepin pills
 Head back but comin still
 The production is fuel-injected, Speed Racer behind the wheel
 Diesel beats real
 As conversations on 43rd Street in the projects, slangin words
 Hey fiends, sniff these verbs
 Pick 'em up off the curbs
 Tracks like tickets over twelve billion served
 And, keep yo' hands out my pocket
 Uhh, Brother El used to catch the L
 Before he grabbed the mic and rocked it, in XL
 Uhh, ballad in myself I do myself in a cell
 Analyzed it, locked it in, and now I got it
 Listen, there's, no competition make
 beats with my alter-ego, sweat in my eyes, double vision
 Incisions of small cuts to the veins of the brain
 Ya, y'all niggaz ain't right man, ya y'all niggaz ain't right!
 Yeah, we gon' work it out witcha, mm-hmm, yeah just hold pat
 [Chorus]
 Whooped, massacred, raped, scarredCrystal Gayle - Fade It - http://ru.motolyrics.com/crystal-gayle/fade-it-lyrics.html
 Ridiculed, under-educated and domesticated
 Hardcore brother tryin to stay motivated
 And what my cypher created the world try and fade it
 [Verse Two]
 How you feel? I'm straight, but I could be better
 I'm composin a letter, a letter for what?
 A letter to state, showin the fate, of mankind
 line for line
 I'm livin decent but I'm cryin; I'm sick of tryin to
 come up on a grip, don't slip, that's easy
 I step in military formation
 Pacin the cold streets, dark nights, and gang fights
 over, territory, that ain't right, I might
 just step back and react on a different plane
 Change the slang, watch the devils go insane
 cause they don't understand a damn thang
 Life ain't the same when you use your brain
 Reveal the name, don't be estranged
 They not ready to see the true blackness
 In fact this is a whole new concept but I'll keep you in step
 Oooh! Watch the moves it's a dusty groove
 And I, come with bullshit to make hits
 I, hold the essence of effervescence, now
 .. uhh, learn your lessons!
[Chorus]










