Charles Hamilton - Air Agains - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] I dont need to get a BET award Hip Hop is fickle, and I get easily bored But MTV shoulda had me on they list Either way, I'm happy I'm not in the midst of this shit I don't rap, I nag sipping moon shine Like a bitch on her rag in the noon time When it's June time, the rap Tony Bennet You niggas visit the soul, and be going in it Hollywood joke, so demented But these faggots gotta know that I meant it I'm verbally the Jim Crow laws Cause only real niggas gonna get my dope bars In essence, I'm Dr. King's shooter I just blacked out like Dr. King's future Oh, you rappers say you got a dream, do ya? Now go get a dollar, play lottery, booya [Hook] Arrogant Militant Everything you wanted in a young black man Arrogant Militant Everything you wanted in a young black man Can't help that I'm addicting Can't help that I'm addicting Can't help that I'm addicting I'm just hotter than y'all Hotter, hotter than y'all [Verse 2] You're now listening to Protestant Charles Obvious to y'all, that I body such laws Hockey puck fucks, I'm Mario Lemieux Cool as a Penguin, you like "What are we gonna do?!" Bitch call the Rangers to blam me up Yea yea, blah blah blah, Stanley Cup Ya mom be giving wop, nigga ante up Get smacked and look at mop, Damn he's nuts! No, the fucking clock went off in my head Cuckoo, the block is soft when I'm dead True blue, word to twenty-two Apartment in the hood, I'm still there What'cha gonna do? Ringing Mary's doorbell like, comin' through I'm on a mission white lady, and I'm hungry too Go to the sixth floor and see me waiting Looking at myself like "Yo, you see me hating?" [Hook] [Verse 3] Everybody think that Barack is Osama Well, I think a fucking lot, what's the problem? I think Hefner is dead and got stunt doubles He's fucking rich and got bitches, he can stunt double The White House is Al-Qaeda, who want trouble? Michelle got hair on her skirt? Raise the terror alert President getting some new dome? Bring the troops home Not hard to figure out, it's Ju The old Genesis game or just bored on the stoop I think the whole fucking war was a loop Perfect excuse for those who tour in a coupe Oops, am I not supposed to know? The air bag popped, was it not supposed to show? All supporters, give me a sign All haters shoot yourself and give me your mind, bitch That means die [Hook]
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