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Consequence Callin Me

Превод: Пром Нигхт: Музички Соундтрацк. Последица - Цаллин 'ме.

slipping, he snoozing, he ain't wake He looking like a plate, he chipped up and draped You fuck niggas got me fucked up, nigga, I'm a shooter Think about the consequences

Layzie feelin' the Quija shit it ain't easy Niggas beneath me tryin' to deceive me Wanna defeat me please not even these could keep me All on the

Shocka locka... [Cee-Lo] Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy Experiment and enter the internals of the inner me The art

dick bitch, don't fight the feelin'" And when she did it, she started jockin' me I saw it in your eyes, you felt like sockin' me For every action theres a consequence

Six minutes down, breathing machine, brain not feel right The look on you is killing me, drowning in shame But don't feel bad, 'cause I never feard consequences

I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading 'Cause I know where I've been

Starite City gettin busy To the Hook, to the East, to the Stuy Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy My Flatbush posse, generals of armies When it's time to form, just call me

flame catapults The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds)