Текст песни Kidnappaz Groove
Sittin in his mind like a bullet in da head His brains re not ordinary theyre dead
Theyre jumpin around lookin fora new stuff They cannot stop they cannot get enough
Ull neva understand whatz groove of da pain Ull neva understand whatz goin in his brain
Kidnappa is a real desire MF drug sucka wanna get higher
Everywhere I am his target I dont wanna fight dont wanna GO FOR IT
Just for a wild Im waitin for his appear it makes me weak Ive got a real fear
Gotta go gotta go — slowly — they run I think Im gonna die or gotta lotta fun
Hes pressin ma body ma vains ma spirit They gonna blow up gonna jump out of it
I cant keep out of it Im afraid of him of his spirit
All I wanna do is make a kick But kidnappaz groove makes me weak
No no no! Nobody hear ma voice When Ive got no health no "strong" no choice
When Im runnin away from da blood From da evil from da faceless crowd
On ma back: his eyes his track Hes after me I got a balance lack
Hes not ma enemy not ma friend But why I must die coz of his bent
Im afraid he got me ma organz …
But ma dick is really nuthin ma ass is 2 much dirty ma lungs are killd by nicotine
Ma liver is killd by alcohol ma heart is full of bullshit ma eyes cant see any
More ma ears cant hear anymore. But ma mind is too much sick! and kidnappaz groove
MAKES ME WEAK!
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