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Tytuł: Soliloquy of chaos

  • Wykonawca: Gang Starr
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   5 carloads deep, time to go do a show
  Got a massive crew and we're ready to roll
  So I grab my gear hop in the whip and ride
  Premier he's got the fly dope system inside
  But my shit cranks too and we've got mad tapes
  of all the underground groups with the lyrics and bass
  Off into the New York night we go
  Dre large got the camera biggest, Gord's got three rolls of film
  So we can take the macked out photos
  Tommy Hill, The Damaja and my man Gunsmoke
  Corey and Smurf and Lil Dap's got a forty
  My man Gary and Shiz and the nutcracker Shorty
  Mike Rhone, chillin' like Capone
  Robinhood, Known as Mel with the clientelle
  Mo, JT, Mega, can't forget black
  they're rockin' sincere, yes the posse's fat
  Out loud pulls up plus there's Sid and OC
  Big Mel from strong island H.L. the one and only
  O. Delicious, Ely, Bazz and Eon
  and the aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond
  And to the rest of the crew you know the bond is strong
  and you know who's who, so let me not prolong
  For this was a night to remember
  I had on the beige Tims with the two tone leather
  So we get to the jam, the gig, the venue
  then we circled around and then drove in through
  the front the place was packed the line was long
  I was bobbing my head cuz the music was on
  I turned it down then I peeped to my right
  I saw this kid and his girl having a fight
  Another kid walked up and mushed the kid in his face
  and then the kid pulled out and bust and laid him to waist
  A riot broke out girls screaming and scheming crews
  started buck wiling tryna' snatch kids jewels
  After that 50 came and turned the party out
  and then the ambulance came to take the body out
  And we didn't even get all the equipment out
  and we didn't even get to turn the place out
  This can happen often and it's really fucked up
  So I'll ask you to your face homeboy what's up
  Did you come to see my show or the stupid nigger playoffs
  Killing you and killing me it's the soliloquy of chaos
  
  And if you live in the cities where streets reek warfare
  people getting nowhere bot you go for yours there
  You'll find it doesn't pay to front or play the role
  You could get stole or maybe beat with a pole
  Then you'll wanna retaliate, regroup and come back
  so you set the brothers up for a sneak attack
  Whether you die or kill them, it's another brother dead
  but I know you'll never get that through your head
  Cuz we're mislead and misfed facts, we're way off
  killing you and killing me, it's the soliloquy of chaos