Jay Billz feat. Pastor Napas - Gold Bars feat. Pastor Napas
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Куплеты — слитки золота
Слова как огнестрел оставят след
Или как колотые
Что в них нашел этот упоротый?
Или тот трезвый? Я только бездну
Мне интересно, где сознание сменяет то, что под
We underdog but under God
We pray the Lord
Стать человеком в этом зоопарке
Жить не спеша, не по запарке. Помоги
Ок, я гид в этом лесу
Знаю, где встанет солнце
И мы туда идем. I’m responsible
Ок
Сколько детей способны вырасти в людей?
Сколько дел сложим мы с тобой из всех наших идей? Ок
Мысли — обрывками бумаги
Вся эта уличная магия
Идет от веры в сердце
Гляди, волна, эй-йо, за ней ещё одна
Нас посчитать не сложно в герцах
А пальцы крутят ловко сплиф
I want to believe
The Truth Is Out There
И мы её найдем везде
Gold bars. Me and Paster came far
My vision so high, I might shoot past the rim
This rappin' shit — you got it or you don’t, ain’t no gym
At the corner store, I got a sandwich
Had to work extra harder, this shit wasn’t handed
Shit broke my heart when Rilla got remanded
Crazy how I lost my cousin — 3 years to some cancer
I’m givin’ out smoke like Newports
Crazy how I got here, and I did it off a thought
I ain’t rich, but when I’m out the store, it’s more than 4
Glorykeyz don’t miss, and so does Pastor
I’m in the Maybach Benz — this the upper-class one
Street magic
Gunshots have it
Wasn’t always like this, but experience turned me savage
Слова как огнестрел оставят след
Или как колотые
Что в них нашел этот упоротый?
Или тот трезвый? Я только бездну
Мне интересно, где сознание сменяет то, что под
We underdog but under God
We pray the Lord
Стать человеком в этом зоопарке
Жить не спеша, не по запарке. Помоги
Ок, я гид в этом лесу
Знаю, где встанет солнце
И мы туда идем. I’m responsible
Ок
Сколько детей способны вырасти в людей?
Сколько дел сложим мы с тобой из всех наших идей? Ок
Мысли — обрывками бумаги
Вся эта уличная магия
Идет от веры в сердце
Гляди, волна, эй-йо, за ней ещё одна
Нас посчитать не сложно в герцах
А пальцы крутят ловко сплиф
I want to believe
The Truth Is Out There
И мы её найдем везде
Gold bars. Me and Paster came far
My vision so high, I might shoot past the rim
This rappin' shit — you got it or you don’t, ain’t no gym
At the corner store, I got a sandwich
Had to work extra harder, this shit wasn’t handed
Shit broke my heart when Rilla got remanded
Crazy how I lost my cousin — 3 years to some cancer
I’m givin’ out smoke like Newports
Crazy how I got here, and I did it off a thought
I ain’t rich, but when I’m out the store, it’s more than 4
Glorykeyz don’t miss, and so does Pastor
I’m in the Maybach Benz — this the upper-class one
Street magic
Gunshots have it
Wasn’t always like this, but experience turned me savage
Couplet - gold bars
Words, like a gunshot, will leave a mark
Or like stabbed
What did this stubborn guy see in them?
Or is he sober?I'm just an abyss
I'm wondering where consciousness replaces what's underneath
We underdog but under God
We pray to the Lord
Become a human in this zoo
Live slowly, not in a park.Help
Ok, I'm a guide in this forest
I know where the sun will rise
And we are going there.I'm responsible
Ok
How many children are capable of growing into humans?
How many things can you and I add up from all our ideas?Ok
Thoughts - scraps of paper
All this street magic
Comes from faith in the heart
Look, there's a wave, hey-yo, there's another one behind it
It's not difficult to count us in hertz
And your fingers deftly twist the spliff
I want to believe
The Truth Is Out There
And we will find her everywhere
Gold bars.Me and Paster came far
My vision so high, I might shoot past the rim
This rappin' shit - you got it or you don’t, ain’t no gym
At the corner store, I got a sandwich
Had to work extra harder, this shit wasn’t handed
Shit broke my heart when Rilla got remanded
Crazy how I lost my cousin — 3 years to some cancer
I'm givin' out smoke like Newports
Crazy how I got here, and I did it off a thought
I ain’t rich, but when I’m out the store, it’s more than 4
Glorykeyz don’t miss, and so does Pastor
I’m in the Maybach Benz — this the upper-class one
Street magic
Gunshots have it
Wasn’t always like this, but experience turned me savage
Words, like a gunshot, will leave a mark
Or like stabbed
What did this stubborn guy see in them?
Or is he sober?I'm just an abyss
I'm wondering where consciousness replaces what's underneath
We underdog but under God
We pray to the Lord
Become a human in this zoo
Live slowly, not in a park.Help
Ok, I'm a guide in this forest
I know where the sun will rise
And we are going there.I'm responsible
Ok
How many children are capable of growing into humans?
How many things can you and I add up from all our ideas?Ok
Thoughts - scraps of paper
All this street magic
Comes from faith in the heart
Look, there's a wave, hey-yo, there's another one behind it
It's not difficult to count us in hertz
And your fingers deftly twist the spliff
I want to believe
The Truth Is Out There
And we will find her everywhere
Gold bars.Me and Paster came far
My vision so high, I might shoot past the rim
This rappin' shit - you got it or you don’t, ain’t no gym
At the corner store, I got a sandwich
Had to work extra harder, this shit wasn’t handed
Shit broke my heart when Rilla got remanded
Crazy how I lost my cousin — 3 years to some cancer
I'm givin' out smoke like Newports
Crazy how I got here, and I did it off a thought
I ain’t rich, but when I’m out the store, it’s more than 4
Glorykeyz don’t miss, and so does Pastor
I’m in the Maybach Benz — this the upper-class one
Street magic
Gunshots have it
Wasn’t always like this, but experience turned me savage