Текст песни The Return

{*Turntablism by DJ Debris*} [Suffa] Duck and cover cause when you fuck with Suffa it's like the bomb's dropped You spit like Bon Jovi, we spit like Bon Scott We got it on lock, "Deadlock!" Non-stop, "Head nod!" Even when the song stop ... Step in the cipher and it's danger I'll set the Pressure on you like a hyperbaric chamber And he don't fuck around [Pressure] We've gained such renown for this state of the art custom sound For them custom built rappers with under-skilled narratives The good die young, me and Suff' are still bad with this Rhyme style it's lethal, "Prime time the sequel!" Ain't got a single fan, just like-minded people I told you from the start, I'm a soldier of the art Effortless, take every breath and hold it to your heart With Debris and my brother Suffa, so watch another sucker run for cover It's the return of the motherfucking motherfuckers! [Chorus] I don't give a goddamn... listen, I don't know... "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA I don't give a goddamn... "on the shows you did" - GZA "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA I don't give a goddamn... listen, I don't know... "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA It's Debris... "Blow the war zone, not now but right now!" - Lil' Fame [Suffa] Obsessive compulsive, repulsive, insulting Offensive like feeding a vegan some dolphin Assaulting the system, "A system that's broken!" The cistern is broken, the shit is just floating I spit till you're open underground P-Delaressure and he don't fuck around [Pressure] Now album number five, "Worked hard to earn that!" No doubt it was a fight, "Too far to turn back!" Now I step in the sun, take the weather however it comes Although I'm a second son, I'm second to none Lesson is done, what goes around comes around Suffa's down, and he don't fuck around [Suffa] + (Pressure) The Hood spits the news like Wolf Blitzer, crews fear the pit bull in the pulpit, yo it's the World War Three in a whisper The Mr. Suffa (and Mr. Pressure) {*Simultaneous*} (We rips it rougher)/We spits it fresher [Chorus] I don't give a goddamn... listen, I don't know... "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA I don't give a goddamn... "on the shows you did" - GZA "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA {*Interlude*} [Pressure] Your nemesis on verses, the desperate and worthless try and flame the name, we can wrestle in a furnace "Never!" came half-hearted, "Never!" came last, started everyday like it's my last till my craft's mastered "And we can get it on!" I'm at peace with myself cause there's a piece of myself in every song I don't just write rhymes, I spent a lifetime building a lifeline accommodating night time's children And now they love the sound Play me with a Gravyspitter and he don't fuck around [Suffa] Check... ain't no stepping to me cause P and Suffa bad mothers like Treacherous Three So "Feel the heartbeat, feel the heartbeat" You feel your hearts weep cause you still can't beat the Hills, and aren't we just still too rugged? I can feel you love it, we the real blue-blooded, c'mon! [Chorus] I don't give a goddamn... listen, I don't know... "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA I don't give a goddamn... "on the shows you did" - GZA "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA I don't give a goddamn... listen, I don't know... "How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid" - GZA It's Debris... "Blow the war zone, not now but right now!" - Lil' FameHilltop Hoods - The Return - http://ru.motolyrics.com/hilltop-hoods/the-return-lyrics.html