Текст, перевод и аккорды “Lazer Gun”
- Yeah... So much sound like dirt today Turn on the radio and it make you thirst away Like a dumb bitch lookin' for nerds today Or like good food, dig in ya' purse to pay Sometime it make me so sad like the worst of days It's in the street makin' cats where the earth decays Then I seen a little black boy with a shirt that say Don't you miss the fucking classics like purple rain You need something to cool you off Man, my beat like a bitch because you and your car It shine bright like the night and the moon and the stars And I wake up and make more by noon tomorrow Now, the critics ask will we be dumbing it down Says N.E.R.D. is not coming around What, sit and watch who you summin the sound If I catch you when I see you I'm gunnin' it down Because I am the laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin Milky way master (Times [x2]) What did you expect, it's the reemergence Loosin ya neck, shorty get to jerkin' You rockin with the best, and that's for certain It's almost like your ears are now virgin Ready fresh, wet for insertion It's like your first time with insurgen Except you're screwed you're locked, you're sippin syrup Now mami, close your eyes Like curtains Look who coolin it off We be tearin down show for the moon tomorrow Stay in the future, what you think you they can rule tomorrow That's like Larry Bird came and just schooled Jabaar You should be happy, that should be news to ya'll Like a little boy hearin no school tomorrow That's the point, ain't no beatin or runnin around Violate me when I see you, I'm gunnin it down I am the laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin Milky way master (Times [x2]) One more time, c'mon! I am the laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin Milky way master (Times [x2]) I am a product of flex A product of clue A product of Interscope A product of you A product of my parents, my little brother too A product of cam A product of ganoo So the beat gotta be like stealth in dark I mean, the beat gotta knock ya helmet off Knock you crab ass niggas who's shells is soft Show you're pussy and you only do well in talk I kill pussy, kill beats, kill real word I can't decide, am I Lucas or Spielberg They pay a night to see me, a night to TV cause I'm bright like the finger that lights on E.T. In a flash a sonny went down Didn't want to see it but you confrontin' it now Draw your mind in the sand til you done in the ground And if a nigga step across me I'm gunnin' it down And tell em I am the laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin (The laser gun carryin') The laser gun carryin Milky way master (Times [x2])
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