Текст (слова) песни: Souls Of Mischief - That Ain`t Life (Climax)

 
[A-Plus] 
Yeah 
Push the button and the planet blows 
That ain`t right 
Niggas be actin` like animals 
That ain`t right 
Bustin` cannons when they brandish those 
That ain`t right 
Put the mayor in a stranglehold 
That ain`t right 
 
[A-Plus] 
What? My firm is intense 
Leave permanent imprints 
A nigga was a infant when 
I learned I was gifted 
Knew I`d be eternally lifted when I get my turn to rip it 
Certainly did and we still in the shit 
We forever increase and never decease 
Saliva flips when a geek endeavor to speak 
Whenever Plea and the four horsemen 
Kick your doors in 
You shiverin` 
Like a drunk nigga with no mo gin 
One more again 
Rollin` with the sons of the sun 
I got love when I come 
Put away your gun that`s dumb 
Whe ain`t sissy nigga my folks got some 
But I never the one that want to be fuckin` up the fun 
Cause I rather have some female company rubbin` me 
Sippin’ bubbly lookin` lovely in front of me hah 
Then I ride out to the Hiero hideout 
And my lady friends slide out 
Garments regardless if I turn the light out 
 
[A-Plus] 
That ain`t right, that ain`t right! 
Curse like a gat burst 
That ain`t right 
Ride to church in a black hearse 
That ain`t right 
Roamin` the turf on a crack search 
That ain`t right 
 
[Opio] 
It’s all radio music, corny as the rockettes 
Mindless sex objects make the cock get rock hard 
So you can’t concentrate or see what’s next 
While they spray the pollutants 
And lock down your district and send in lieutenants 
Shootin’ up your boulevard while you was watchin’ MTV 
Double connect pinched caught you slippin` instantly 
You was a prisioner they plottin` on your seeds 
Souls Of Mischief is different we operate on thieves they panic more 
Sniff `em out like black labradors 
Battle ram doors crackin` down on your headquarters 
Avalanche yours `til you`re buried alive 
Your homie barely survived the rest is dead caught up 
Haters want my head shot up so I`m preparin` to fight 
Whether aryan knights or sherriffs of vice 
Nigga I`m equipped like a terrorist to tear up shit right 
 
[SOM] 
In life everything`s fair 
That ain`t right 
That`s way a nigga don`t share 
That ain`t right 
Your girl left you for a square 
That ain`t right 
And now you see him everywhere 
That ain`t right 
Man I`m hella broke and jobless 
That ain`t right 
My sister does mornin` topless 
That ain`t right 
The lied to us and robbed us 
That ain`t right 
And if you ain`t livin` right 
That`s death that ain`t life 
 
[Phesto Dee] 
As they come in to great depths 
We surpass the summit 
Stranglin` rhythmic arrangement elements transpose and plummet 
I take it back to my roots, vast and infinite 
Composition is crafted intricate, jazz I rip it & 
Passion indica, smash your syndicate 
Before they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenements 
After I flash the emblem 
A symbol of the last millenium 
Who the best boy? 
Yeah we askin` anyone 
Peg your chest and 
Crush your velvet, shatter your pelvic 
Hard hat or your helmet spin in the cockpit of a plane 
And the tail spins 
Still my satin smooth 
Patented moves raps scat and 
Scoop fatten the groove flatten your crew 
Could happened to you 
Word it`s my propensity to cut back 
Instantly change direction at my point of attack and leave tracks 
Dilapidated, handicapped and incapacitated 
When I ex-sling I silk screen these words in your chest 
Spit the verbal infernal burn MC`s like Oakland herbal 
And I do it faster than the grand national & twin turbo 
With a Jose Cuervo 
 
That ain`t right 
Nah for real though 
That ain`t right 
 
[Tajai] 
Prophecy is my offering 
Fuck profiting off these profligate tales 
These mental paupers be proffering 
I await patiently till the time is proper to propagate 
My intellectual property 
Concentrated abated then trick ya and release it 
In synchronous increments 
Seemingly seamlessly 
I`m a semanticist 
Prayin` like many a mantis is 
Though I`m not meanderin` answerless 
Meditation that`s my medication 
Concentration leads to consternation 
And conceptual inception 
Interspersed interjections 
Incite insurmountable insurrections 
In the urban sections 
Stretchin` my sharpest weapon 
Precise etchin`s of life`s lessons, scaled and detailed to perfection 
My imagination, the machinations of deceptive perception 
Come, inspect my collection 
 
[SOM] 
Man they shootin` at the product 
That ain`t right 
I left her at the bus stops 
That ain`t right 
You just a late night option 
That ain`t right 
Man I would never trust no cop nigga 
That ain`t right 
I`m getting rich off these tricks 
That ain`t right 
Man fuck that bitch! 
That ain`t right 
You confused and want to switch 
That ain`t right 
And if you ain`t living right that`s death 
That ain`t life 
 
Poisonin` our men
 

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