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Spilt Milk - текст песни



Spilt Milk


(feat. Capelton)




Yeah...still ridin'...we still ridin'...P-Dog


Nigga we without flaws you comin' without balls


Still down for the cause...P-Dog...now who really raw?...Bitch




Boom Boom in the night - so now we fight


Caps peel, piggies squeal - who wrong or right?


Street soldier kill em slow - homicidal


We dogs in a sea of bitches - ain't crack a smile


Soundin' off the battle cry - we draw the line


Fuck around and crack his spine - for all his crimes


Bitch devil still ain't learned - just like his pops


Wanna make these bullets burn - with twenty shots


Propogators of the peace - we never ceased


But never listened to our pleas - so now he bleeds


Like Oaklahoma city Timmy - It won't be pretty


Catch him in a subcomittee - and have no pity


Look at all the people we got - with Sonic Jihad


Last Cell never see us - now what you thouht?


Swervin to these dj mixes - we ridin' sixes


AMG with chrome centers - twenty inches


East coast west coast - we stay composed


Love us everywhere we goes - the people know


Holdin' down the shit we buildin' - Guerrilla Funk


Even though the milk is spillin' - I'm in your trunk holla




[Chorus: w/ Capelton]




Ridin' dirty through they downtown feelin no love around town


Now some be tryin' to clown but how many can hold they ground now


Labels be abusive confusin with what they choosin'


And these stations mistakenly contemplatin' us losin'


We bruisin' all these faulty ass critics - and these emcees


That coward ass rap shitted - they wannabes


Labels never made the culture - you got it twisted


So recognize these fuckin' vultures - and where they fit in




[Chorus: w/ Capelton]




Now tell me how many devils prone - to do me wrong


Try to fit they mittens on - my provalone


The radio'll never play it - we never heard


They only love us killin niggas, and slangin birds


Guerrillafunk.com - we keep it bomb


Give the people what they want - with every song (Texts of songs )


With raw shit we keep it mannish - don't get it twisted


And motherfuck these cowards plans - we keep upliftin'




[Chorus: w/ Capelton]



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