burn - ברן - parvarim refugeez - פרברים רפיוג'יז lyrics
פזמון:
[מקדדי ג’י]
if you’re feeling lucky, then front, nigga
i’ll bust your set quicker than i run out of blunts
[גבי]
step the fuck back, now we re-spark the generator
spit fire in turns and let the zion shit burn
[מקדדי ג’י]
if you feel this shit
[גבי]
jump the fuck up
[מקדדי ג’י]
and if your -ss is tucked tight, you’re going to get buck tonight
mother fucker, get buck tonight
[בית 1: גבי]
i’m just a kid with one fucked up vision, too hard for you to reason, with all you f-ggots trying to live a lie in your fake–ss baggy jeans
i bought the vanilla sky lucid dream. now all of you b-tches scream against me because you don’t know where the fuck to begin, from what type of “what the fuck” a planet he plays the shit that he brings
you didn’t want me to cross the white line, so i crossed it, x’ed it, marked it פגום, and sent you off with a “fuck you” letter, “don’t call us, we’ll call you”
had to really piss me off to show me i ain’t got no-where to run to, so i step my foot, get the right loop to test it, x it, run it through, test my aim on you wouldn’t know hip hop if it bit you in the -ss, took your finger, shoved it through the crack hole, shoved it wide open through the chest bone, man, i had to be saying this, cus someone had to
same old, some old, say say, they all say: sho no ablo englesse!!
well while your so busy faking this, playing b-tch-nigga on your playstation, i alter the situation & make my own compilation
i’m through with compromising, their so busy dropping bombs over baghdad, they don’t notice the fuse i ignited
now watch the holy city glow in ultraviolet, panoramic, nagasaki neon lighting
[בית 2: מקדדי ג’י]
yeah yeah, ah! hey yo it’s always the same, some dumb nigga going to be tossing my name for shame, they claim they got flame but ain’t got the brain to make grooving. while you all talk shit i seize fame. yo dweck (מה?)
כלום, אני רק מעשן, מחסל את המתחרים ואני גם מעשן
you want to join my clan? grab my fucking package, pump you up like a savage, if you all manage to maintain this motion; i make you put lotion on my back. and oh shit! i got to burn this track, back in your mother fucking area code, zero eight, wait b-tch, i’m about to unload. if you’re feeling up to it, we can hit the bong and shit, subtle grip on my d-ck; let me feel your titty b-tch: -ss, titty, -ss titty, titty, -ss, titty. i know you’re feeling shitty, so i’ll fuck you out of pity
[פזמון]
[בית 3: דוויק]
עמוד, עצור, צעד לאחור, הפרבר הוא העתיד או שמא הוא חור?
כמו שחור בשחור, זה רק חור שחור, סוחט, מנקז ושואב לאחור
יריות, יריות, חתונות ערביות, תילי תמונות, ושרידי זכרונות
מה היית יכול לו היית רוצה, אבל לך תנסה, תנסה לברוח מזה
שקרים ועסקאות, קורים מזימות, קסמים ומכשפות
כמו קיסר שאמר, מה אמר אז בעבר – טוב להיות ראש לשועלים מזנב לכל האלה הכפירים
הכופרים אם אוסיף, הכופרים וארחיב, עוטפים בשקרים כפריחה באביב, הזונות… כן, כן… הזונות
[פזמון]
[בית 4: אלפרבר]
become a bigger nigga, shotgun, five figure zip code, better bring a six pack so that we can sit back, sip that, maybe want to get freaked with that
nurse! 40 ounces of this ruckus shit stat!
b-tch, better suck it while it’s still hot. moist a crotch, b-tches getting ready for a close watch
they call me dr. poonany, with lungs filled with chronic, just like lori’s daddy, want to get inside you patio
back that shit up, i’m a get this club lit up
when i was young i was told to sit up straight and be a quitter nigga for the sake of something that i don’t remember
and watch better niggers than me surrender
so i became 2 hc for you, sodomising princess lea
i see you checking my feel, and you know my shit is real i make you run like diarrhea, schizophrenic with a hacksaw, fuck what you think you saw, tell it to my bodyguard mustafa
he says “love no ho unless she’s in a row, lined up with other hoes from מכבים to glasgow”, let’s go
got your shit stacked in my 64, where i’ll be lounging on your b-tch, nigga, just to let you know
cus you know what i’ll be doing when there ain’t nobody watching, ready to roll, inside my car there are some b-tches that are russian, sipping vodka, wash it down with some mother fucking beer. niggers, they be jumping like, clear
[בית 5: מקדדי ג’י]
oh dear, your rear is on fire, i’m a tie you up and let you feel my red hot hinkis desire, just grab my tire, and i’ll take you to a higher state of mind, inspire you to wiggle your behind and find what you’re looking for. nobody is big enough to ram against the matador, now it’s time to lick the floor, i’m a let you know it’s hardcore when i poor some of that oily shit in your mouth. ho
[פזמון]
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