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Fathers and Sons

Fathers and sons are goin together
Who will separate them or maybe whatever
Can happen that break the tradition today
If son or the father choose the wrong way
For little he smokin' and drinkin, no future for him
Besides father were leadin' whole time life of sin
Instead of teachin his lil man
He givin a pistol into his virgin hand
Knock him out off the house with a penny in pocket
And no avalible for talkin small mouth
First time young brother cryin' cuz nobody help him
I see him dyin', I'm scared what the case will be
But he as a man still walkin for free
Learnt talkin' for free and now killin around with no fear
Gettin' money from deal or puttin' drug dealers in graves
All the streets are frightened and not a man who don't know his face
Livin' such a gangsta life he'll be dead soon and have no wife
So he have no son even life is done
And nothing to add though you can make with somebody your way to bed
Will he be father as his father was
Only just f**kin' bitches and hoes
But a small percentage still in his heart
That something change that don't let him bad
I didn't have father who smokin' and drinkin'
He was good he was all time thinkin'
About his family, wife and kids
The general problem was how children feeds
Soon my father died, but I am not cryin'
Tryin get through and hope I'm not liein'.

Last Day

Look outside one more day has gone
What u did in here? how u get the sum?
How long u've been in and how long u cried?
That was maybe case when u ready to die
Who will get u back when u are to smack?
Who will care for u? maybe life ain't true
It is rain in street and the evil's comin'
But there's nothin changin Bagdat still bombin'
People still sellin' drugs on the corners
And police still keepin catch them and form us
But they all don't see world gonna die
Soon every ray of a sun say us goodbye
And noone cud change the status of yours
Everything will be ended closed all doors
All the ciggars will be smoked last time
For the government luck no places 4 crime
So no places to live and grow own kids
No more fields where the dealer feeds
Livin' in hell will u think about brother
Guess if u remember your own father
Cuz there's untime to be luck and laugh
No medcine sold to get well from cough
All papers are written' all the books are read
Some people at home lay with hole in head
It is time of fo' fo's, it is time of killin'
Have we chance to live or have chance to feel in?
Tellin truth u the last to stand
Picture me with the bomb in hand...


Пока это все, остальные кидать не буду...вдруг слишком понравятся и кто-нить сопрет:)

Отцы и дети вечные проблемы,заябись !!!!Хоть я по английски неахти,но текст чуток понял!

Спасибо, что прочел...еще кто-нить прочтет?или еп всем лень как всегда?

Ошибок не так много, как обычно в английских тестах здесь, но они есть
В общем ничего - иногда теряется рифма смысл понятен...но как-то не цепляет
Но уровень неплохой
Keep tryin!

Ошибки...ну типа без глаголов to be? - это не в счет, типа когда в третьем лице должно быть was а не were - знаю, но так задуманно...рифма не теряется, просто определенный стиль читки...и все будет заебись....а так спасибо...

хотя бы вот здесь - чего-то туту к хелпу не хватает - то ли to, то ли окончания s . Но это всё фигня на самом деле - так что грамотность на уровне. Без обид - просто хочу, чтоб был ещё лучше

Да без базара...я все это знаю, но прочитай это с to или с s на конце...не звучит, равзе не так?:)

уровень низкий... плюс твой акцент (если записывать буш) = нихера не понятно... вообще английский рэп отличается от нашего... там почти никогда не идёт непрерывное повествование... возьми к прерыву Бигги Смоллза... песню Juicy... в ней он метко, коротко показывает чёрные и белые стороны своей жизни... типа "Birthdays was the worst days...now we drink shampaigne when we thurst-ay"... you see?? у тебя же идёт повествование, как будто о каком-то конкретном случае... а песню назвал ФазерС эн СанС... не знаю.. мой отец мне в мою "девственную руку" не давал пушки...вощем одно с другим не вяжется... из пяти ставлю два... за попытку.. пис!

Спасибо..
Да, я описываю случай отношения сына и отца...вот так...
ну я же не Бигги и не Тупак...и здесь я пишу не о своей жизни...я сравниваю, между прочим в конце свою жизнь, с жизнью того человека, кот. я описываю...

Да уж, до Шакура с Уайтом тебе неописуемо далеко..

И это все?......
Давайте, цените...

Кидай ещё - ещё заценю - просто потому, что на форуме почти нет английского, а можт сам скоро напишу)

Еще...
Motherfuckaz

Muthufuckaz we gettin' money from deals
Cuz homies ain't stupid and don't playin' with kills
But everytime we sell or buy something a pistol near
My partners around with AK's they still fear
Know, you ain't nothin' to play with or drow to the bottom
It's wastin' time here we come not for cotton
There're fields where they grow some drugs
Our Gangstaz are real we put em offer no hugs
If declinin' only way guns suddenly puttin' off
Pray that noone die everything goes soft
Then we back in some days with the offer and pays
It's last time they breath we think it all over again
Shots get em lyin or standin' in front the door or the window
A minute graves full you hear cryin' of widow
The business Gangs chose with a danger and kills
They know got no time to take out their pills.

Deaf
When you go on straight line and you feel so fine
Noone bother you brother true can give some hug to you
And lay a head on your shoulder if it gets more colder
A day a minute I pass every street I cross people even fuss
In the crowd they don't see the danger in a one tall stranger
Who run forward you with a pistol and in bullets few
Don't you frighten, strange, he wants revenge from near range
Gunz off a second has gone if it's really yours left nuttin' to fun
Cruch away the way is safe a day come you thank faith
For all God done for you or take away soon everybody gotta pay.

Life of Crime

This life we lead just let us eat
It comes with nothin cool and if you chose it know ya fool
Cuz only money and bitches around and feels are broken, gotten down
Drug leaders, pistols, automatic rounds it all together make family bounce
There's a danger, man, listen you have fan with gun by his side
And normally people don't wanna die
Jesus we prayin' niggaz we payin'
Whole time we gather and gammin'
Years goin' brothers doin' well churches not far ringin' the bells
Stop my friend for a minute don't run
Put your eyez up, tell me if you see sun
If you see sky, it's blue, my
Rain began fallin o Earth a second here
Many money worth
Kills, murders, large blood river
Heard us, put it on and roll at once
Come up to me don't fuss and dance
Live your life full, at the end you say: I got my pool
Money and no friends that is how this life really ends.

When I was young..

When I was young
I wanna fly in space
But mama told me
That you got nasty face
And broken heart was always ill
I tryna to be a nigga
But it was hard to kill
My papas working with his firm
A yard was closed 4 me
But me in turn
Was playing tennis with the friends
Some of them dead
Some with the gun in hands
4 now I'm just a baby of sixteen
And who would be a man?
When I'm just little sin...

The years were passing
But my head
Was full of stupidness
When I still want to lay in bed
One day a bald invited me
Quick me snatched to streets
Please God forgive me
4 all the stupid things I did
When I was walking to metro
The brains were all away
A girl in front of me
I looked at her
We are with her today
What happened then?
Who can explain to me?
I want to be a nigga
But now with her I'm free
She saved my life
No matter what they say
She changed my style
And here it is my way
It's full of darkness
Mama please keep eyez on me
Cuz if I die
Who would take care of she?
My pain like rain
She always be with me
Can brains mentain?
Where's soul and where's the key...

*******Keep my momme********
I know that there's nothing beautiful than you
But what can make you tell me the true
Whether you love me
Whether you not
I can only live with the streets waiting me hot
I know I shud give them all me
But what can I give you my dear
I wanna just make you live in love
And pain you give me
Just a luck
We both know where we live
In country prison
The city of thiefs
Where everybody lie
Looking in eyez
They still see in me
A nigga of die
I wasnt born leader
I was a kid
But now I'm grown
I know where I'm hit
Everytime the night comes down
I remember the life putting count
On me I see the nigga like you
I pray when I die
We'll live in the true
And noone kills
My dreams and yours
It aint just a poem
In heaven ain't laws

One day I believe
We got all peace
And even brothers
Can gift their kids
They know
I can take you home
I surely can give
To call my phone
But more then I give
Take from your momm
And then payback
Is your only gun
You still remember
What she gave
That she learnt you
To be brave
All the courage
That in me
I ll put it
In your cave
Where you lived
Where you rose
Where so many people knows
That the only person here
Is the greatest momme in sphere

*********Chorus**********
Only one I person know
That could grow a dieing rose
Only one I pray for you
To your liveness and the true
I'm so thankful to my mam
(That I grew a man not fun)

Then I passed about year
And they live in our ear
What they call
And what they need
I just want them life to feed
Just a penny to be glad
Not much money
To stay fat
It's my fault I miss it all
I dont know where money grows
Ain't a place I need to feed
Ain't a face I need to lead
We just wanna live with rights
And my word is copyright
It's a fun for many yours
Nothing serious that toss
Nothing worry
No bird
I can only hold my word
Since so many time went back
Still my niggaz lookin snack
Still they fussing in the myst
No hope from sky and Cryst
I dont wanna pray no more
Kill my brother no more for
No more knock I wanna do
It's just life I lead
But you
I'm still living
But where you
Maybe you that took my child
Hood I live in cold and fire
When I grow I gonna pay
And believe U'll have to pray
No more brothers
I will loose
No more way
I wait to choose
Only I can see the light
And we show it to all sight
Mafia's word
And no more
No killers
No hole
Will we change all in your life
You just wait and keep it high
We are hurring to your house
And so soon there gonna loud
Open doors
They see we'r here
And all Putins staying THERE
They dont know how here we live
How my mam grows two small kids
How she works till late night
How we small don't know
What's LIFE!

чуваак...бээээээд... если хошь узнать, как надо - дай мне тему, я те строк 8-10 накатаю для примера....

Куляжъ епт, у каждого свой стиль и смысл свой, а текста Бигги, честно гря мне не очень нравятся. Как ты привел пример про шампанское, но блин не надо быть шипко умным, чтобы глотать шампанское или водку, а вот, чтобы разобрать реально во взаимоотношениях или каких других проблемах, для этого надо напрячь мозги...к сожалению проще пить...:(
ПИС

Без базара, куляжъ, накатай, покажи как надо....тема - Отношения между Россией и Америкой, а так же между нашими народами....вперед, жду...

Окей...потом ты, а остальные выберут лучшего ;)..... про питьё ты гонишь, чел.... фраза Birthdays was the worst days...now we drink shampaigne when we thurst-ay...означает, что дни рождения проходили хуёво (денег не было на подарки, к примеру)....теперь пъём шампанское, чтоб жажду уталить... (разбогател, типа...)..смотри, как здорово, одним простейшим предложением он показал разницу между ЕГО прошлым и настоящим.... мастер....тебе наверное строк 10 понадобилось, чтоб это объяснить...;) без обид... просто ты же хочешь, чтоб твоё творчество нравилось другим?? Для этого надо иногда принимать советы и работать над собой...

P/S мда... и пиздец ты темку выбрал....

Да про Бигги я понял...темку выбрал поинтереснее...ксттаи на каком пишем, на русском или на инглише?

И так и так... можешь кстати заценить... Торонто - мой текст...

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