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Wisemen - Текст песни Up There Beyond
[Intro: Phillie]
 Uh... you don't know
 Yeah... you don't know...
 That's why we searching
 And we are... uh...
 [Phillie]
 Time to move on, the mind's coveted by the dome
 To hide my thoughts, til spitting on microphone
 Get in MC's, rip parts, degree, who's next?
 My battle arena, at the Fox Coliseum
 Not on stage, but the streets, lyrical thief
 And petty the theft, it's about to increase
 Alert my peeps, meet at the Penobscot
 Acobo, get loco, uh-oh, they cops
 Not really from inside, guess we sorta in the middle
 Sold us numbers til I die, but I plan to live a little
 I don't bake pies, I put, mind on the grittle
 You can walk in my shoes, but probably can't fit 'em
 Hip hop was life, Pac was the logo
 They say Big was number one, that's the way it go though
 Got an ill crew, most I roll solo
 One call, we show stopper, you Davy Jones' Locker
 Gotta, feed my seeds, see we earn our keep
 Said that sleep is the cousin of death, not a wink
 Don't blink twice, only tryin' to guard my life
 Don't think twice, like, fuck stars and stripes
 Seeing shit that'll have an average Joe scarred for life
 Yet through my darkest nights, I'm sharp as a knife
 Fight with all my might, the sun don't shine
 One way or the other, hear the other side
 All that's left is pride, the fire that is I
 Phillie's his own lettuce, next week it's fries
 Out to get mine, any way I can get it
 High, I'm seeing double like a New York Minute
 Ride, I'm seeing trouble can't get caught in it
 Focused, to identify the sharks in the business
 [Chorus: Phillie]
 I pass, they run, they cross, yours and mine
 Until then, follow the signs
 The world ain't perfect, neither am I
 But strive to overcome, only way to survive
 Mama gave me life, raised me right
 Gave me sight, saved my life
 And all my experiences made me right
 Wonder what's having a baby like
 [Bronze Nazareth]
 What's having a baby like, December 8th, was the date the skies was paleWisemen - Up There Beyond - http://ru.motolyrics.com/wisemen/up-there-beyond-lyrics.html
 The streets felt tense, like the same word in brail
 A close encounter, we begin days back
 I'm on Tony Dorset's street for a great haze sack
 Old man, his teeth crooked like the streets of Detroit
 Took my cash, and came back with pebbles of crack
 And as I cut my eyes, back to the other side
 The sound of a siren cut open the skies
 Purple rain I'm arranged in chains, my girl since seven months
 Me? I'm seven years and some change
 Something strange in the court room, veins is my fortune
 I'm from a place where the avenues are scorching
 Boulevard bullet scars, the road is a warpath
 You better do your street war math
 And he buckled in handcuffs, I snuffed his man, what? Cameras convicted me
 My girl ain't paid rent, she evicted three months later
 Shelter to shelter, wires like raining
[Chorus]
 [Kevlaar 7]
 Let me show what I see, go inside, climb a pyramid's incline
 I see the promised land planned in Martin Luther's mind
 Chime bells, my seeds is healthy, felt self medication
 Infect me, envy is evil, genetic trap marks from the needle
 Confined in a young mind, grind teeth, every man is feeble
 My fetus sees through the future, grasping memories
 Through a mirrors out reaching, unbelievable
 I'm still living, one decade is a given
 Two is a blessing, eight more is god testing
 I don't know what's up there til I climb the stairs
 Or grow a pair of wings, every one stares at a martyr
 Parts of life, my light skin make it harder
 Part of me is being already, fire starter
 [Salute]
 It's a small town, but a big rep to hold up
 Fuck a book, I wanna be a G when I grow up
 Screws is lose, hustle leave it harder for juice
 Got the future like the past, cuz they poison the youth
 Marijuana selling, on the streets like cookies
 Franchise teams, being lead by rookies
 Hear it in the sky, it's him overlooking
 So we stuck in the game, like at birth with a name
 With a picture full of crack, in a positive frame
 Partners with terror, living in a gooned out era
 Seeing death, more common than the face in the mirror
 Tears of shame, murder raps, caught for change
 Rest in peace, to Stone Red, for the born'll get slain...
[Chorus]











