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Utwór: Terminator X Speaks With His Hands

  • wykonawca: Public Enemy
  • album: Yo! Bum Rush The Show
  • wyświetleń: 1047


        That woman in the corner cold playin' the role
  Just leave her ass in the corner till her feet get cold
  Knowin' for a fact that girl is whacked
  If you hold your hand out she'll turn her back
  Better walk don't talk she's all pretend
  Can't be her friend unless you spend
  Wall to wall after all
  Get ready to throw only money at the bitch
    Cause she thinks she's so
  phisticated
    Peekin', seekin' inside a book
  Her demands for a man with a chemical look
  Wishes, desires, gettin worse with age
  She doesn't want a man, all she wants is a page
  Ain't got a man so she goes to a club
  She think it's classy but it's really a pub
  But that's the kind of place she likes to go
  The bitch got a problem
    Cause she thinks she's so-
  phisticated
    Jackets, shoes, everyday ties
  The girl only wants one of those guys
  Suckers who front like it ain't no thing
  Pretend to be friends, don't want that thang
  Talk like this, don't talk slang
  Do anything to get that thang
  Tries to be chic and play it off
  Peekin' through the window, I saw her take her clothes off
  Nasty girl, stone cold freak
  Stayin' in bed a whole goddamn week
  Comin' and leavin' guys servin' up storms
  From execs with checks, boys from the dorms
  Never kept a name, never seen a face
  She could pass 'em in the street like it never took place
  I know she's a ho I'm on the go
  Expose the funky bitch
    Cause she thinks she's so-
  phisticated
    Now she wants a sucker but with an attache
  And if you ain't got it, she'll turn you away
  You can smile with stile but you lost your trial
  Cause you got a gold tooth, she thinks you're wild
  She don't want a brother that's true and black
  If you're light, you're alright, better stay back
  Cause the sucker with the bag is out the catch
  With something in his bag keepin' her attached
  The man's got a plan, it's IBM
  The devil at her level, yes it's him
  His Audi she rides, his gold and clothes
  The ill base method, turning up her nose
  Lack a lack a lack, now beaming her up
  She still got the nerve to turn her funky nose up
  Her status looks at us from down below
  Now the bitch is in trouble
    Cause she was so-
  phisticated
    Little is known about her past
  So listen to me cause I know her ass
  Used to steal money out her boyfriends clothes
  And never got caught, so the story goes
  She kept doin' that to all her men
  Found the wrong man when she did it again
  And still to this day people wonder why
  He didn't beat the bitch down till she almost died
    So-
  phisticated
        

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