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Текст песни Terror Squad - Thunder In the Air
Yeah, what up man?
It's ya boy Prospect right here man
T-Squad, BX, you know what it is man
It's been a long time man
Y'all niggas think this shit is easy?
Niggas struggle for this shit right here man
Listen to this man, hey yo
They got me poisoned like ivory
I've been waiting for them boys to come try me
Quick on the draw, fast on the finger like Mike Lowry
Niggas funny, first to get your numbers then wanna shout you
See you getting money now they want the guns to come out you
You see we all be having dreams about them cars and floors
But some will follow theirs, be mad when you accomplish yours
I was determined, my niggas I would burn and chew ya
Spit you out like a shot from a German luger
Now who wanna test my peoples I'll blast ya boy
Pull out them twin Desert Eagles like I'm Castor Troy
Man I've been through some rough winters
And plush like four summers
But I made it over them rough roads like old Hummers
Look I'm a made man crook and I see me a jook
But I'm a go this way and write rhymes like a Shakespeare book
Niggas be scared to death, I can see in they face they're shook
And they ain't wanna give me a shot
I had to make them look, it's Prospect
Yo this the up coming success, definition of Prospect
Yo ma your baby boy became a man
Yo this the up coming success, definition of Prospect
I ride or die with them guns in my hands
Yo this the up coming success, definition of Prospect
I move with no fear, the BX up in here
Yo this the up coming success, definition of Prospect
They know I'm storming, it's thunder in the air
They say that I was a surgeon for this music I was cutting my class
And stayed up late nights just thinking nigga busting my ass
Now my memory kicking, y'all niggas ain't telling me shit
Y'all stressing misdemeanors man I'll catch a felony quick
Shit I deserve what I got, hey yo them forms they be copped
You try to swerve in my spot, go earn a war on your block
Hey yo I just came to lay my name down, I work a hard shift
And show my talents to the world and expose my God gift
I was grown with hard end, many obstacles and fights
But I learned to heal my scars like them doctors do in life
Keep it moving, cruising, doing like a hundred and sixty
And I ain't stopping 'til the motherfucking cops come and get me
Yo I survived my community, took my opportunity
To get money, y'all mad 'cause I'm doing me
I'm going south and I'm fishing, stop the mouthing and bitching
Put your money on the table, I'll put you out with a commission, yeah