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  • Текст песни Criss Cross - What I Am

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    Commentator speaking in Drunken British Tones

    (Verse 1)

    Black boots black pants, white hoodie, black cap
    Walk into the scene looking like a checkered flag
    Meaning that the game over, im the man of the year
    Was fed up with the bullshit, and so I disappeared
    Like hoodini, magic show, look you see now you don’t
    Im chasing everything that I set out to be
    That I told you I would get I don’t need nobodys help
    None of y’all share the same ambition or vision That I got
    Sittin at the top analyzing watching waiting
    For the perfect moment to show y’all what im working with
    My purpose with it big, don’t you put me in a category
    With these other lames who made a mockery of rap
    A mockery of life , why the hell they on the television
    Thats the question that I ask to alll you A&Rs
    Do you see wh at y’all be doing, its the numbing of the youth
    The dumbing of america, but coming soon the antidote
    I made it and perfected it, now everyone infected with
    The hating disease bout to suffer from my penmanship
    Im diligent determined, I sign my name in cursive
    Right on the dotted line that’ll seal your demise
    And all that did me wrong, I forgave but not forgot
    I be Coming back for y’all, beware the scorpio stinger
    Ill do you like the ringer, no ill do you one better
    Eat your soul, regurgitate, then bring you back to life yeaheyy

    More drunken British Banter

    (Verse 2)

    Im seeing things different then I did in the past times
    I wonder who I was and what I did in my past life
    A fighter, thats for sure, a lighter with my words
    Set fire to the stage and everything in my name
    Criss cross with the bars of a rikers penitentiary
    Inmate facing life, jot it down and take flight
    With my feet up off the ground and my head to the sky
    My soul is on Neptune thats why I make the best tunes
    And rescue the rest who, feel the same that I do
    I promise you are not alone, see boy I got you
    Or girl, it don’t matter I will be your big brother
    And fight off everything or anyone coming for you
    Take my hand ill lead the way, and show you how its done
    Hope an army form behind me we will march to the step
    Of the head of the evil, and break the neck indeed
    Then we squeeze, let em scream, I aint got no sympathy
    Intriguing at the least to see you get down on your knees
    I thank god every day For the man I chose to be
    Or the man he chose in me, either way ill always be
    A soldier for the cause, on my shoulders I lift all
    Of the weight that it hold, just in case you cannot go on
    I got enough strength to lift the whole damn globe
    Never seen nothing like it, prolly never will again
    Just appreciate it fully while im here till the end, oh lord


    It was an absolute obliteration
    Folks do not mess with the man right here
    He goes by the name of Criss Cross

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