East Flatbush Project — тексты песен

М.Галкин

• Дар
  

  Я вам скажу с большою долей вероятности, Нам тяжело прожить всю жизнь без неприятностей, А у меня, а у меня, есть редкий дар, Всегда могу, всегда могу держать удар! А у меня, а у меня, есть редкий дар, Всегда могу, всегда могу держать удар! Я не вступа...

Yung Ro f Mippy, P.Jersey

• Jump Dine
  

  [Yung Ro - talking] Ye, I`m about to jump dine Nobody! Nobody! Nobody! Nigga! [Hook - Yung Ro] I`m gettin` crunk in this motha (jump dine wit ya boi) If you ain`t scared go ahead (jump dine wit ya boi) I got some weed drankin x (jump dine wit ya boi) ...

East Flatbush Project

• Tried By 12
  

  Don`t say sticks and stones They might break your bones But the nine millimeter, it`ll bore your dome I`m talkin about the toe-taggin Huh, the body-baggin Man, niggas are dyin, huh, mommas are cryin, casket buyin Who, me dyin, leave my family cryin? He...

Rell f Amil

• When Will You See
  

  Why won`t you give me a chance? When I`m giving you everything that I am Tell me why When you know you can`t deny The way that I bring it Cause no one can bring it to you the way that I do Chorus: When will you see That there`s no one like me (no one...

Devendra Banhart

• Fall
  

  
  Fall, oh catch since once burned your bread but when the night comes
  Light of match will catch lay low leva? sing so long
  Widow spreads like cornfields in fall she come night come
  She leave no trace she don`t leave her roll lik...

Mind Funk

• 11 Ton Butterfly
  

  
  Butterfly die with me. Skull in silver decoration.
  Leave this glass in my toe, a symbol of my depression.
  And now it`s pouring red from my smile, laughs from my veins,
  I`ve left emptied before you.
  And I can`t find anythi...

The Cross Movement [T.R.U.-L.I.F.E.]

• Holy Culture
  

  [T.R.U.-L.I.F.E.] As time stretches, sketches of a blood drenched cross Flood my thoughts, my heart feels pain for the lost They remain their own boss, play but the games` lost Not jus anyone can hang to pay what it cost unblemished Arms hang from East...