Build NG - Standing The Test Of Time | Текст песни

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• Standing The Test Of Time

Was our last song good? Maybe, it's possible,
Am I welcome to continue? Thank you a lot.
You are a great listener, if you suffered us from our first song,
A year is a good period, rather long.
Forget about 'Livin' In This World', I changed my point of mind,
At that time I was writing about my life.
1 year passed. Now I'm rather old
To look at mock rappers from top (Let's go).
You weren't growin' up in the shit.
After I saw 'Pac's Ressurection' I understood what is shit. (Yeah).
You didn't live in povetry, you are a fucking rich
Your dad is rather succesful which each
Day gets up at 7 0'clock
It is his usual routine, he can't change it, oh no.
He is really exhaused, he comes home late,
But he thinks, money worth such fate. Hey!
You hated that crap, watching same every day of the week.
All you saw in your life was a tree
Behind your window. You even haven't ever smoked weed.
All your mum was afraid of was that you could be chilled by wind
That from the opened window, your wisdom was dull,
She guarded you from that from what it was possible to guard,
You are like Buddha! Wow! But now
You don't wanna thank God for all that you've got,
You could have cloudless future, but stop.
You said: "Thank you, Lord, but I am bored.
I wanna feel something more", so
You asked a permission to be a musician
Not to be a politician, not to be suspicious,
But to be a well-off after seeing a lot.
You wanted to be a rapstar. Yo!

So, everybody wanna be like superstars,
Imagine for a second: cars, money, pretty girls.
But life's unjust and on the stage are those
Who ain't supposed, who ain't worth.
Just everybody wanna be like superstars,
Imagine for a second: cars, money, pretty girls.
But life's unfair and on the stage are those
Who ain't supposed, who ain't worth.

Hey! You never got in fray! When we fight you just bray,
Then you run away, so I can say that you aren't worth any fame!
What you call rap is a real crap!
Your songs are pop and no more than that! (Ha-ha-ha!)
People write words for your fuckin' songs,
You can't rhyme even couple of words!
There are just 4 rows in your fucking verse. (Just four!)
Please, don't call it rap, 'cause it's real pops.
You wear rap clothes. but to wear these things
You have to be a rapper, but you can't be shit.
In short, you are bastard, I won't let such rogues
Disgrace the great name of rap & hip-hop.
Your songs are vapid and you know that yourself.
You are looser 'cause shit is the way to live well.
He walked by street, saw 2 hooligans going towards him,
In a second they just saw him runnin', coward,
Sittin with his honey they both were drinking beer,
2 drunk guys came near, NY's on his cap,
One took it from his head, He said nothing, they both were scared.
For his bitch it's OK, but for him it's a shame.
They started to abase him, he had nothing to say.

They pushed his bitch, she screamed for help,
But he even didn't try to help her, needed it as well.
Came home beaten, haven't ever anymore seen her.

Here I'm a motherfuckin' winner!
And after this you still wanna be a superstar?
Crank, I don't think it's a good idea, yo!
All those fuckers who listen to you nowadays
Will forget about you in three hundred and sixty-five days.

Day after day we're all changing and our lives change.
Everything on this planet gonna be changed.
We are going to live, we aren't going to die,
We are going to stand the test of time!
Yo! We are going to hold the top of charts for
At least 20 next years! The Build NG is coming!
A-Baga, D.K.... We hope you'll still remember us in 30 years.
And in 40... And even in 50!
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