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Bloc Party - текст песни



Bloc Party


...invasion!








Hey Ap, why don’t you do the uh…the intro on this shit?


Apathy:


Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz








Here we go








Yo, rappers like heavy metal and ghettos


Guns, metals and ammos


I pistol whip Tony and fuck Meadows Soprano


A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs


They don’t know how to carry more heat than welding gloves


I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds


Oh we show groupie love, getting head in the crowds


Put it in girls mouth blast off like NASA


The master of nastiness transform a classy bitch into


A little sheen freak sadomasochist


Dastardly bastard of rap so disastorous


Spitting, healed a cripple like Christ the miraculous


And fights my savageness, turns punks, pacifists


The police clock Ap like there he go


Always on the watch because I use to carry blow


Always lock her down but I never marry ho's


Barry foes when the flows comes through your stereo








Here we go flipping up a predictable verse


It’s a curse to burst words like turrets on purpose


Put the verb like a backhand reject perverse as it is


I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?


Get me on a track and I'm cracking


Packing up a backpack full of tracks on some CDs


Be me, fuck that and not like me


To bite me you need to be you times ninety


I got schemes and a team so hyped we


Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly


Say what I mean, whether mean or politely


Living the dream in some clean white Nike's


Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit


Fuck the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from


I stay banging to bang, bang drums and hanging you lames


And the same no names gangs you came from


I don’t got an excuse, just talking the truth


I'm fucking awesome when I'm rocking the booth


And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse


Y'all are really not stopping us dude, yeah Tak, get up








It started off get on over and hit the galaxy


Now we are movuing them over they are crowing me the Cali king


Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up


With a quota six and little good weight, too much


Going to get smacked in the face with aluminum bats


Your fucking raps as good as me, Bobo and


I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me


You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down the bitch clown stand in my socks


Whip the mother fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch


You want to be stoned? Even with a basket of ice?


Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop


You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop


Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak


He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a bloc


Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh


Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly


No wonder everyone is so petrified


I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly


No wonder everyone is so petrified








Let me hear that!



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