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  • Текст песни Aceyalone and Rjd2 - Fire

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    [background singers] + (Acey)
    Fi-yah! Fah fi-fi-fi
    Fa-fiii-yah, fa-fa-fi-yahhhhh (Love life let it love you back)

    [Acey talking as background repeats]
    Yeah, what's really goin on?
    Yeah, Aceyalone
    Ha, yeah love life let it love you back
    C'mon

    [Aceyalone]
    Yo there's somethin wrong with my radio dial
    Some of these fools just ain't got style
    I don't know why and I don't know how
    But I do know a dude low and you so foul
    Let's do the thing most people do with it
    Who could it be but the one that done did it
    I come with it, yeah rain or shine
    I lit it up I hit it up I came to grind
    And the game ain't mine but it will be when I'm done
    Right now I like to kill MC's for fun
    Let your momma know, she'll feel me like a son
    And when I'm dead and gone I'll still be #1
    I got heat like underneath your seat like
    Stoppin at the street light, but I ain't the beef type
    I got the herb though, when it's green and crystal-ly
    I smoke a joint and hit the mic the rest is history
    Aceyalone, but you can call me Acey
    I'm a real O.G. like Count Basie
    Hook up the recipe so nice and tasty
    When I'm done they screamin out Aceyalone, lace me
    I'm outspoken, I'm not about jokin
    I'm from California but I'm not from Oakland
    But they my folks now, fool I'm from SoCal
    Put it down like a champion on vocals

    [background starts to repeat again]

    [Acey over background]
    Yeah! We always rockin
    It's always tight around here
    Yeah! Look

    [Aceyalone]
    Pull everybody in this bitch close the doors up
    Mines up, yours up, get your bars up
    Hold up, freeze up, G's and hearts up
    Hoes up in your face lookin for stardust
    Didn't you notice by my swagger I was an ar-tist
    I came here to party out with you and your partners
    Square as a dollar bill, twice as harder
    Before I start up, I put my guard up
    My timeshare's open to whoever can use it
    My music make more love than you did
    My new shit rock, RJ produced it
    New kid on the block, nah I'm used to it
    Slide through, ride through, technicolor my
    technique spit heat like no other I'm
    low key, high signed yet discovered
    Lone wolf, sho' nuff, like no other I
    come through, one-two, that's all it takes for me
    Old school, new school, servin 'em basically
    All in the future so just don't wait for me
    World class champion forever and faithfully
    Lifestyle freestyle tryin to get past it though
    Hold mine, goldmine, keepin it classical
    How we rock it just so cunnin and masterful
    And that's that flow that the people was askin fo'

    [background repeats again]

    [Acey over background]
    Yeah man, I mean
    I try to tell 'em from the gate man
    We just spreadin this out, we gon' give it
    We gon' give life a good ol' shot, yeah umm
    I'm shootin for mines, I'm puttin everything in a pot
    Yeah, huh, bet that, bet that

    [Aceyalone]
    Project Blowed, I'm {?} Park's finest
    Billy Higgins, the world stage, Dynasty and rhymers
    I'm like primer, underneath your fresh paint
    Don't you ever think to let you try to say the West ain't
    Whattup {?}, Mikah 9, Medusa
    2Mex, PEACE, Ave, 'Driver and Jupiter
    Ben Caldwell, aw hell, the whole hood
    Big Pun, no name, up to no good
    Ellay Khule, T-Dac, Missing Page
    Party ain't over 'til I disengage
    But shut your mouth up you always barkin
    What'chu gonna do when your world get darkened
    Pull up on the side of you right where you're parkin
    Light flash in front of you and life start sparkin
    Hold me down and I'll hold you up
    I'm hot ice, cold in the cut, nigga what
    I take flight, soarin to higher heights
    I'm so tight that God bless everything I write
    Plus I stick to your ribs at night
    I'm like oatmeal, peanut butter, beans and rice
    I said - I take flight, soarin to higher heights
    I'm so tight that God bless everything I write
    Plus I stick to your ribs at night
    I'm like oatmeal, peanut butter, beans and rice
    C'mon!

    [background starts again]

    [Acey over background]
    Yeah, respect to all my fallen soldiers
    That had to leave this lifetime early
    Big up to my homies that's already here
    Big up to my my my homies, my family
    My peoples, my uncles, my aunties
    My cousins, my two sisters my brother
    My mother and father, one love to everybody
    You know, do good, do good on yo' - on yo' journey
    I'm tryin to do good on mine, I'm holdin it down {*Acey speech fades*}

    Мои двоюродные братья, мои два сестра моего брата
    Моя мама и отец, одна любовь к всем
    Вы знаете, делать добро, делать хорошо на йо '- на путешествии
    Я пытаюсь сделать добро по моему, я держу его вниз {* acey речь исчезает *}

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