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Turnul Babel II
Vlad Dobrescu
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Ugh! Ay, Vlad, whattup?
You know what time it is!
It's Payne! Let's go!
Now don't be silly, I'm not for play
Should I represent the city like Gilly and Dr.Jay
When it's chilly the chopper spray
My niggaz aggravated, the cribs are delapidated
See, Philly rottin' away!
The cops are corrupt. It's hot trying not to get stuck
This why don't nobody box and you might get shot in the gut
We all duckin' and dodgin' I called it a lotta luck
So if you standin' on the block they might come and lock the shit up. Facts!
Ain't no brotherly love, for Pete's sakes
Work where? They either hustlin' drugs or cheesesteaks
I'm a thug with a briefcase. It's sad, I understood
That everything went bad in the hood, but the weed great
How, Sway? We got 5ft shooters, that's child's play
Legit got the short end of the stick in a fowl way, nigga!
I don't give a shit what the crowd say
I think we all should lower our heads and bow, let's now pray, it's Payne!
I'm tired of people smilin' in my face, actin' they care
When they don't give a fuck about me
Fakin' like they riding to the end, never been a friend
'Cause they don't give a fuck about me
So watch me be
Blocking hater shit
So they can't see
How we getting it
I stay low key!
Multă lume comentează-n plus. Tot ce-am de spus: invidia doare
Toată lumea vrea la masă da' nu și la vânătoare
Chiar iubesc restu' țării, dar dacă urăști Bucureștiu'
Pentru noi ești doar un desculț care vorbești mult
Că nu te descurci. Ai putea să vii să faci și bani
Da' tu doar dai din maxilar de parcă ești pastilat
Ține minte că avem sângele latin
Și tre' să ai vorbele la tine că locu' din care vin e
Făcut să te călească, o să te testeze
Deja suntem peste 2 milioane de vieți în acest amestec
Unii stau la terasă și beau Prosecco. La nici 2 metri
Alții scotocesc prin tomberoane după pet-uri
Nu-i totu' perfect și nici nu va fi niciodată
Unii o să reușească să răzbată, alții o să cadă
Și nu suntem de-aici nici juma'
Da' suntem toți aici acuma. Multă pace pentru toata lumea, zic!
I'm tired of people smilin' in my face, actin' they care
When they don't give a fuck about me
Fakin' like they riding to the end, never been a friend
'Cause they don't give a fuck about me
So watch me be
Blocking hater shit
So they can't see
How we getting it
I stay low key!
Brooklyn people, yo!
Brooklyn is the place and Brooklyn streets is where I roam
Don't ever walk for self, in other words don't walk alone
Cause many get shot, many got dropped, many get chopped, many heads got flown
Know for its robberies and dead bodies but I got it sewn
Now when we done talk and done chat bwoy will pick up couple gun shot
Or he'll catch a gun butt wit a gun back so nah badda come back to (Brooklyn)
Dis bridge don't come cross we ready fe combat
If you cross that line of scrimmage it's to late for unna fi run back (Brooklyn)
So unna better respect the Don or be swept upon
By the Lo life's or deceptions if a bwoy disrespect he'll be stepped upon (Brooklyn)
You'll be-greeted wit de "Wah gwan"
That's how we hail up everybody dat we meet then move and galong
Brooklyn is the place and Brooklyn streets is where I roam
Don't ever walk by Flatbush man will make you change tone
Spread-love is the Brooklyn way, that's how we set the tone
Don't run up your mouth or your left 6 feet underground. Bow!
I'm tired of people smilin' in my face, actin' they care
When they don't give a fuck about me
Fakin' like they riding to the end, never been a friend
'Cause they don't give a fuck about me
So watch me be
Blocking hater shit
So they can't see
How we getting it
I stay low key!