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Lupe Fiasco - Mean And Vicious - текст песни, видео

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Lupe Fiasco - Mean And Vicious - текст песни, видео

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uh 


He's meannnnnn 


and vicious


I cant believe hes that rude


To those stories those rhymes that jew


Then he put 'em on the floor like cat food 


And put 'em on the track like glue 


Then put 'em on your head like hat


Hey back to you lou black power 


Im just running with a barrel full of black powder


Wita hole in it hole in it wheezin deep, breathin 


Running from the fire on the trail i keep leavin 


I cant shake it i swear its heat seekin 


I keep seekin somewhere to hide from it i can die from it


But it keep keepin up just when i think that ive done it


It keep sneakin up 


Ohh leakin barrel of black powder how that flame keep reachin us 


Just one of the long rended extended metaphors alose


This time I use an example of a fuse 


to demonstrate how i cant lose


I would put it down but i cant due to the glue 


that i use the fuse everything together 


well i spill some on my hands 


and God Damn i might have to carry this forever


Well im crazy to the game till they bury me insane


Chorus:


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was prone to bang 


doing his thangg doin his thang


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was known to bang like 


doing his thangg doin his thang


Truthfully I have trouble with second versus 


Cuz the first one be so intimidating 


It'd be boiling and pickin on it instigatin 


pointin out all the second ones limitations


like you aint nothing but an imitation 


like bitcha bakin then it gets the chorus


and the beat to together then they gang up on him and get to hatin 


but then around the 8th bar he tired 


so they conspire and comiseratin then he fin' his inspiration


to spar he takes a few seconds if you dont listen 


sits back one beat then punches the guitar


they stand in awe like when did you write that 


they even right black 


first verse already happened 


so he aint have a change to fight back


i like that 


abignal junior check mate


you gon respect mate


a 8 track listen to em feelin himself 


swagger up and a few ad libs to back it up


lets back it up 


i think youve had enough


give me my mic back 


you aint even write that 


oh its like that?


track stop pumpin till this nigga stop frontin


yeah yeah now right back 


Chorus:


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was prone to bang 


doing his thangg doin his thang


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was known to bang like 


doing his thangg doin his thang


Oh my god 


my perails in my odds 


I aint really hear what you hear is a mirage 


This aint the delivery baby this is just lamash 


The ice cream and pickles tickle and a massage


The king author of the knight eldibage 


the camafouge water in the distance


loggin a camel to get there wit the quickness


mean and vicious 


grinch who stole christmas and hid it in the garage


there was a collage a barrage that brought all things to help this thing start


jump jump, my battery charge 


im bout my green like string beans and beans from ma's


its a mean thing to be seen with ours 


got that f&f homie im a young lil thriller


i will resurrect homie come back for my killa 


and a big shovel with that barrel the sane that will bury me insaneee 


Chorus:


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was prone to bang


doing his thangg doin his thang


There once was a boy that grew up on the west side Of chicago 


Liked his hat to the left side


Wasn't in a gang but he was known to bang like 


doing his thangg doin his thang


its meaaannnnnn 


and vicious
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