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Sammy Kershaw F/ Lorrie Morgan - Текст песни Guns and Cigarettes
[Slug]
 (What's your name fool?)
 Rap is stepping to me
 They wanna get some
 But most of them should go and try to boost their monthly income
 Speaking over beats is the only time I feel complete
 I don't hear the weak and I don't fear defeat
 So what you got? 
 Connect the dots, I'll raise the pot
 Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop
 The name remains in tip-top shape
 I'm still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate
 I came in late, took a chair in the rear
 But my classmates were well away how long I'd really been there
 My peers have been held back for years, holding back the tears
 Everybody knows our name like we was the cast from "Cheers"
 So here's to the good times, tonight is mighty special
 So fasten your seatbelts, cause I'm gonna launch this vessel
 Ain't gonna land until I'm bigger than Espo
 And bigger than ecstasy and bigger than techno
[Chorus]:
 I wanna bigger than Jesus and bigger than wrestling
 Bigger than the Beatles and bigger than breast implants
 I'm gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids
 Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes
 A few years ago an ex-girl of mine
 Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes
 So I said this rhyme that I'm about to say
 It came from the heart and it went this way:
 Go to hell girl, you make me sick!
 I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick
 What the fuck makes you think I'd put your name on my record?
 Yeah, now I feel a lot better
 You know what?
 I ain't drank a forty since I became old enough to drink
 Not caught up in what the fuck these people think
 Cause when I die they're gonna find the missing linkSammy Kershaw F/ Lorrie Morgan - Guns and Cigarettes - http://ru.motolyrics.com/sammy-kershaw-f-lorrie-morgan/guns-and-cigarettes-lyrics.html
 But tonight I'm gonna rhyme it in the kitchen sink
 I'm suprised more of y'all don't get hit by cars
 Missing your surroundings, staring at the stars
 I'm lonely without a woman that wants to spar
 That's why I spent so much time in these bars
 Drunk poolside, screaming, "Do or die!"
 Looking at the water asking, "Who am I?"
 Saw my reflection, Yes! I'm super fly!
 And as you can guess again, I'm too damn high
[Chorus]
(What'd they say to you?)
 But they said, "Drop dead."
 I can't, I got a lot left
 More than just another arrogant, asshole pot-head
 In the top ten, who you love to hear on tracks
 Smiling for the camera while I surf upon your ear wax
 This beers flat and she kisses like a stripper
 I'm coming to terms with my status as a drifter
 Girl, I'm only in this town for one night
 And these neon lights are keeping me distracted from my plight
 I feel like a legend on a leash
 Making an effort to break every piece that I can reach
 Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to teach
 But first let me scrape these feces from my cleats
 Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon
 The only time I tell the truth is when I'm naked in my bedroom
 Soon I'm gonna reap the harvest of my struggles
 But from now on, y'all can call me Sluggles
[Chorus]
 Bigger than Jesus
 Bigger than wrestling
 Bigger than the Beatles
 Bigger than breast implants
 (x2)
 Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes










