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    Текст песни Saul Williams - DNA

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    Feel the music
    Son, we got you programmed like a beat
    When I press snare, yo, guard your grill
    Press kick, you move your feet
    You can't compete
    I got my hydrants parked on every street
    I'm federal, nigga, son of sun
    Come close and feel the heat
    I am the streets
    The white lines only separate me from me
    You hydroplane in false gods name and still crash into me
    Sign and tree, mountainside, guardrail, into the sea
    They thought they stole you from my arms then carried you to me
    Here's the key
    DNA encoded in a beat
    White rocks in a vial, nigga, ain't got nuthin' on me
    Bitch I'm free
    Ask these editors at MTV
    Far as they know they're publishing some new school poetry
    Let it be
    ‘Cause even that will do to turn the key
    Doorways into other worlds
    The truth shall set you free
    You are me, I am you, but also I am he
    Shepherd of a bastard flock that grazes in the streets
    Feel the beat, nod your head
    Lean back, yo, touch your feet
    Let me see you pop that thang right there girl in your seat
    Feel the heat
    Count this page amongst your whitest sheets
    Comfort in my every word
    Slide under, countless sheep

    Hail Mary, Mother of God
    Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
    Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
    Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows this
    Son, my word is my bond
    Tune my heart with mind
    Speak my nature, divine
    Callin' shit into existence back in '79
    With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9
    Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time
    Ancient niggas align
    Path of Cosmic Design
    Blood of kings ‘cause Saturn's rings don't need no diamonds to shine
    Yes, the reason for the season
    Ornamented divine
    Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky

    Keep your head up
    We represent The Real, my nigga, dead up
    Book of the Dead, history bled
    This nigga fed up
    Led us to despair, some into prayer, and they won't let up
    until they got us worshipping them false gods instead of
    The Realness
    God of the streets, my niggas feel this
    We nod our heads and worship through beats
    Go ahead and kneel
    It's the love that makes the cipher complete
    And it'd displayed through the way the bass line marries the beat

    Hail Mary, Mother of God
    Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
    Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
    Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows this
    Son, my word is my bond
    Tune my heart with mind
    Speak my nature, divine
    Callin' shit into existence back in '79
    With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9
    Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time
    Ancient niggas align
    Path of Cosmic Design
    Blood of kings ‘cause Saturn's rings don't need no diamonds to shine
    Yes, the reason for the season
    Ornamented divine.
    Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky

    Keep your head up

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