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Day One - текст песни

Day One

[Intro: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]

(Eh-yo 9th, you sent that CREAM for me son?)

No doubt, it's on its way (Starvin in here man)

Yeah, I know, son, hold ya head God

(Act like they're tryin to get me, up in the bathroom)

[P.R. Terrorist]


I'm my momma's only boy, I'm self-employed

Make my CREAM on the streets, gotta carry heat

Stickin up niggaz, just for a bite to eat

Now I'm back on the rock where these thugs eat meat

and they tryin to act righteous but they got T.B.

Catch me in the day room on the big T.V.

Channel B.E.T., be the G-O-D

Now I gotta cut faces cuz they hatin me

[9th Prince]

Eh yo.. this is solitary

I heard Big Ben be takin nigga's commisary

Ya not worry, keep ya mind on ya money, ya money on ya mind

Watch the blood niggaz tryin to take ya shine

You wanna wine and dine while you suffer with swine

Mankind is blind, I hold mines, some twin nines

There's a thin line

that's why our jail niggaz combine like landmines

and these be the signs of the times

[Chorus: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]

(You my man, you my dunn, you my son since day one)

My comrade my soldier, I'm the gun you the holster

(I'm the trigga you the finger, I'm the hand you the banger)

Most of all you my nigga (Day one)

We the day and the night, the punch and the spike

You the butcher I'm the knife, biggest story of our life

(You're the foot I'm the boot, the soldier I salute

and that's the truth, day one)

[9th Prince]

Eh yo.. my mind flashed back to '86

First time playin with our dicks, who had the most hair and shit

Tricks to bad chicks, fat ass, Jose sister with big tits

Project kids, we legit, heavy set, Big Mo gave me the fat lip

Ran to my big brother Kane, "Yo, teach me how to flip these kids"

Split ya wig in six

I didn't cry, I just held my head high

Yes I was shy, but still kinda fly

Tellin mad lies, shed a tear when my baby pit died

Mathematics kept me on the rise

Moms and Pops fightin, beats had me writin

Ready to kill without a license

First time fallin in love, I was hikin

12 Years later, we still together

[P.R. Terrorist]


We was kids back then, you was my only friend

Playin cowboys and indians with coathangers

Now the only thing I tuck in my coat, a chrome banger

Nigga run that shit! I'm dealin with anger

And my childhood didn't look too good

Always misunderstood in my neighborhood

Fightin pits in the courtyard, stealin kids gold cards

Buildin club houses, smokin Philly cigars

Run into the red store for a chico stick

When it was cold outside my little nose'd drip

Playin football in the snow, my little crush was on the sidelines

Winkin her eye, and tryin to buy time

Why did I ever, resort to crime?

Because everything I wanted was so hard to find

I'm confused and I'm losin my mind cuz the illusion

But from day one I told myself we not losin

Now I'm older, in the BM with 9th cruisin

Knowledge, peace is the actions of all confusion

[Interlude: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]

(We done did it son) We finally made it

[Chorus: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]

Yo I'm the god you the bible, I'm the champ you the title

(You's my sword for survival

You the problem I'm the solver, you bank I'm the robber)

Thats word to my father

You the Benz I'm the Beamer, you the scheme I'm the schemer

(You a dream I'm a dreamer

You my man you my dun, you my son since day one

Since day one, day one)

[Outro: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]

Word up, word up son (Day one)

Yea, no doubt, we been down, God

YaknowImean? We gon' walk these dogs, kid

You know? C'mon son

(Make it better for our seeds)

We done had biz and state bids

YaknowImean, son?

(Word up, you know the time, son?)

Word up (Terrorist) Killarm'

(Killarm', 2G) One love, two loves

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