Uh, uhh, listenFirst the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake upSomebody got a problem with Hov'Whassup y'all niggas all fed up cause I got a little cheddarAnd my records moving out the sto'?Young fucks spitting at me, young rappers getting at meMy nigga Big predicted the shit exactly"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems" gotta move carefully'Cause fagots hate when you getting money like athletesYung'uns ice-grilling me, oh, you not feeling me?Fine, it cost you nothing, pay me no mindLook, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontingSensitive thugs, y'all all need hugsDamn little mans I'm just trying do meIf the record's two mill' I'm just trying move threeGet a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do EHopefully they'll menage before I reach my garageI don't want much, fuck I drove every carSome nice cooked food, some nice clean drawersBird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffle y'allI know you waiting in the wing but I'm doing my thingWhere's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityI said where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townYeahAnd then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake upSomebody got something to sayWhat's all the fucking fussing for? Because I'm grubbing moreAnd I pack heat like I'm the oven door?Niggas pray and pray on my downfallBut every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ballNow I don't want to have to kill sound ballDon't want to have to cock back the four pound barLook scrapper I got nephews to look afterI'm not looking at you dudes, I'm looking past yaI thought I told you characters I'm not a rapperCan I live? I told you in ninety-sixThat I came to take this shit and I did, handle my bizI scramble like Randall with hisCunningham but the only thing running is numbers famJigga held you down six summers, damn, where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityNiggas, where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townHolla at me!Ain't no love (take 'em to church) in the heart of the cityUh, uh, uh, my nigga where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townFuckThen Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break upThen I wake up to more bullshitYou knew me before records, you never disrespected meNow that I'm successful you'll pull this shitNigga I'll step on your porch, step to your bossLet's end the speculation, I'm talking to alla y'allMales shouldn't be jealous that's a female traitWhat you mad 'cause you push dimes and he sell weight?Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger placeHehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?Nigga respect the game, that should be itWhat you eat don't make me shit, where's the love?Where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of townAin't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of townAin't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of townAin't no love
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O prioritetai man pastaruoju metu yra nauji leidimai. Dar kitas dalykas, kad naujos grupės dažnai jau nebepateikia nieko įdomaus man. Ar bent nesilygina su savo "pirmtakais", kad norėtųsi į juos gilintis.
Nauji atradimai lieka tikrai paskutinėje vietoje ir praktiškai pamirštami. Kartais tik, jeigu pagal asociaciją su kita grupe atrandu, perklausau kokias kelias dainas, ir dažnai tuo ir pasibaigia, nes reikia grįžti prie prioritetų.
Tai panaši dilema ir man. Mano JAU mėgstamos grupės kepa kūrybą tempais, kurie man žiauriai per dideli, o čia dar naujas grupes atradinėti. Dažniausiai pas mane atradimai dabar būna "nes Spotify algoritmas išmetė", o ne intentional prisėdimai prie kažko
Nes pasirodo, juose gali slėptis įdomių, netikėtų dalykų. Pvz., netyčia atradau vieną bitlų dainą, nuo kurios užsikabinau, ir paaiškėjo visas Yellow Submarine albumas įdomus. Bet kur čia spėsi perklausyt, kai tiek naujų reikia peržvelgti...
2025 m. spalio 6 d. 17:52:55
Bene geriausia Dzeizaus daina. Kur palaikymas?? 5 laikai?? 3 ivertinimai balais??
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2020 m. rugpjūčio 3 d. 16:13:01
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Uh, uhh, listenFirst the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake upSomebody got a problem with Hov'Whassup y'all niggas all fed up cause I got a little cheddarAnd my records moving out the sto'?Young fucks spitting at me, young rappers getting at meMy nigga Big predicted the shit exactly"Mo' Money, Mo' Problems" gotta move carefully'Cause fagots hate when you getting money like athletesYung'uns ice-grilling me, oh, you not feeling me?Fine, it cost you nothing, pay me no mindLook, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontingSensitive thugs, y'all all need hugsDamn little mans I'm just trying do meIf the record's two mill' I'm just trying move threeGet a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do EHopefully they'll menage before I reach my garageI don't want much, fuck I drove every carSome nice cooked food, some nice clean drawersBird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffle y'allI know you waiting in the wing but I'm doing my thingWhere's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityI said where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townYeah And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake upSomebody got something to sayWhat's all the fucking fussing for? Because I'm grubbing moreAnd I pack heat like I'm the oven door?Niggas pray and pray on my downfallBut every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ballNow I don't want to have to kill sound ballDon't want to have to cock back the four pound barLook scrapper I got nephews to look afterI'm not looking at you dudes, I'm looking past yaI thought I told you characters I'm not a rapperCan I live? I told you in ninety-sixThat I came to take this shit and I did, handle my bizI scramble like Randall with hisCunningham but the only thing running is numbers famJigga held you down six summers, damn, where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityNiggas, where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townHolla at me!Ain't no love (take 'em to church) in the heart of the cityUh, uh, uh, my nigga where's the love?Ain't no love, in the heart of townFuck Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break upThen I wake up to more bullshitYou knew me before records, you never disrespected meNow that I'm successful you'll pull this shitNigga I'll step on your porch, step to your bossLet's end the speculation, I'm talking to alla y'allMales shouldn't be jealous that's a female traitWhat you mad 'cause you push dimes and he sell weight?Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger placeHehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?Nigga respect the game, that should be itWhat you eat don't make me shit, where's the love? Where's the love? Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of town Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of town Ain't no love, in the heart of the cityAin't no love, in the heart of town Ain't no love____________________
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2010 m. liepos 28 d. 21:13:01
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