блять, факт есть факт, мужики, просто раньше не обращал внимания, думал, вот они-мастера рифмования, а какие это мастера то? Последней каплей был трек
Common -The Game , который я почти забыл, вспомнил и решил покачаться, как в старые добрые, но у меня не вышло
Raised by
game where niggas ain't phased by
fame
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your
chain.
Stay in your
lane, Brokeback ain't the way of the
game
My brainstorm is like I
stay in the
rain
My favorite was
Kane, now I'm dope with weight in
the game
You was hot but can't stay in the
flame
Ghetto pain and windows
crack, the fist is like a symbol for
black
Can tell the real by how the real
interact
In the middle of
whack my soul sticks to a
track
Kickback records get kicked to the
back