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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Beastie Boys - ShardachRiddle me this brother can you handle it Your style to my style you cant hold a candle to it Equinox symmetry and the balance is right Smokin and drinkin on a Tuesday night Its not how you play the game its how you win it I cheat and steal and sin and Im a cynic For those about to rock we salute you The dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to I once was lost but now Im found The music washes over and youre one with the sound Who shall inherit the earth the meek shall I think Im starting to peak now Al From S.S. Decontrol and the man upstairs I hope that he cares If I had a penny for my thoughts Id be a millionaire Were just 3 M.C.s and were on the go SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO Only 24 hours in a day Only 12 notes a man can play Music for all and not just one people And now were gonna bust with the Putney Swope sequel More Adidas sneakers that a plumber got pliers Got more suites that Jacoby & Meyers If not for my vices my bugged out desires My year would be good just like Goodyears tires So Im out pickin pockets at the Atlantic Antic And nobody wants to hear you cause your rhymes are so frantic I mix business with pleasure way too much I mean wine and women and song and such I dont get blue I gotta mean red streak You dont pay the band your friends and thats weak Get even like Steven like pulling a Rambo SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO Steal from the rich and Im out robbing banks Give to the poor and I always give thanks Got more stories that J.D. Salinger I hold the title and you are the challenger Ive got money like Charles Dickens Got the girlies in the Couple like the Colonels got the chickens Always go out dapper like Harry S. Truman Im madder than Mads Alfred E. Newman *Never gonna let them say that I dont love you* My noggin is hoggin all kinds of thoughts Adam Yoggin is Yauch and hes rockin of course Smoke the holy chalice got my own religion Rally round the stage and check the funky dope musicians Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell You love Mario Andretti cause he always drives his car well Vicious circle of reality since the day you were born And we love the hot butter on what the popcorn Sippin on wine and mackin Rockin on the stage with all the hands clappin Ride the wave of fate it dont ride me *Being very proud to be an M.C.* And the man upstairs I hope that he cares If I had a penny for my thoughts Id be a millionaire Amps and crossovers under my rear hood The bass is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood Brougham DElegance They tell us what to do hell no SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO |
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