I1 - Deja Vu (Artillery dub) | Текст песни

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Deja vu (2013)

Deja vu - I don't care who gonna say that the man dere the truth.
I don't care. I don't care who, I ma stick to it and do what I do.
I ain't some brea chattin' some air. So you dunno I dun told you the truth
'Cos when I'm on the scene it's like - jeez, I close the time loop
When I make my mind shoot like deja vu.
I ain't never gonna say that I care 'bout nothin'
But it ain't lies that you ain't never cared 'bout Russians
You can go holidays - you won't get no loving' there
Ain't no governing', tower man are so stubborn.
We don't know council, but our estates are gunnin'
We don't unite with state. We ain't United States - it's nothing'
Our pigs ain't of a racist breed -
They take the white, mix the brown and start cutting',
Same hand that load one up and start bucking (1 sec)
You're so one up, you start runnin' (1 dead)
Yet no one stop to go clubbing. Step over the mess,
Jump into the Lex… Bumpin, man'a put sumthin' on her leg.
She touched the safe? The pricetag's on her head.
Before infrared she'll get done incorrect,
'Cah burying obscurely is local interest.
I think most of them never get into the press.
You think most are men? Hold that thought, recollect
How many girls on the strip jump into the trunk?
I can say none. No one cares 3 or 4 months,
'Cos she's separated clear in 3 or 4 chunks
With a chainsaw. No one saw men at the dump.
If it ain't raw I cannot say what raw does.
Can you still say the music game need some more thugs?
And my head's off, mumsy think I'm on drugs.
Yo, I'm RUSKI - means I don't need to smoke , bruv.
Neither can I fall in love with a prison cell cuffed.
If you tryina join you ain't witnessed enough.
If you tryina boast, you ain't with this - you bluff.
If you actin' moist, real man see - you're corrupt.
We don't hear no banshee when you scream on the dubs,
Only time you ride is taxi from the club!
And y'all think you special, 'til somebody leak your vessel.
I can peak your level when I speak on low, mids or treble.
I can peak a fella whether on a beat or pella
Whether MC or beats, I can be so mellow
Don't permeate - my gene mutate forever.
The sperm you ate ain't gonna make you clever.
You won't relate even if you wife my breddah!
Now you will need a nice umbrella
To make you feel good, or a coat from leopard.
She's straight from the hood, wanna rise to heaven
'Til other guys plunge and (OK, she let 'em…)
Take of the denim until she saw devil in his eyes.
Then he went next door and called Eric,
Joseph, Max, Dan - all the man compel him
To make this one be a non-returning tenant.
And this ain't all good when you're turnin' twenty,
You don't get repeats like when they murder Kenny.
Anyone that don't bleed must be smoking lemon,
You're far gone like a walk from Moscow to Devon.
I'm a rusk white micman - cold like Devlin
With a crossbow. Rip torso, so tell him:
"You're a feisty chick like Brokovich (Erin)"
Snatch earring then watch blood flow red (…herring!)
I can never die, blood, like my name was Lenin.
You a misplaced identity like men called Helen.
When I test my voice, get the matchpoint like tennis.
Too bad to go back for you like Ken Kaniff.
Well, and it's a pleasure to return as a menace
With the bright red bloodshot eyes all hellish.
Flashback, I read verse and reverse these letter -
I must say, one time I deja vu you perish!
I wrote this and everyone that read it
Will be too amazed to see such good phonetics
from a rusk boy. I'll destroy your image,
I can deploy the bomb that can submerge Venice
In a sweet cold beverage. No need to go Cambridge,
Defeat like Ali. You'll get eat