Текст песни The Devil's Contract (Natas) с переводом

We tight

Natas

Niggas Ahead Of Time And Space

And uh… y’all niggas don’t know

What the future is

Where the future at?

The future’s lookin dim… it’s lookin dim

Is it how I’m livin or this wicket town I live in?

Ill decisions got me sellin my soul to roll like a villain

I’m all in in this mission

I can see it now wicket and wild, Hell mental visions

Oh my God, there they go, here we come

They done came

Natas

Sick with the name (Name)

Sick with the game (Game)

Sick with the pen so much, God can’t save em

Make em

Say a prayer before I early grave em

I do no coke sniffin so Allen Griffin in Comerica

Now all of America in mass hysteria

Worldwide police bank robbery in Hollywood

Niggas on the East, and the West coast up to no good, so

(Bless the words that I speak) You can sell me yo soul

Sell me yo soul (bless the words that I speak)

Sign the Devil’s Contract (Bless the words that I speak)

(Bless the words that I speak) Sell me yo soul

The wicket ass warlock, who totes the Glock

I’ll make ya

Body rotten niggas plottin gone forgotten

You niggas better realize you fuckin with death

'Cause ain’t shit right, when I got one bullet left

In the chamber my anger make you approach the danger put

Fear in a stranger Detroit strangler

Murder and money make the world move so many

The murder composition’ll cut like an incision

With my ill visions I done seen so many killins

So bitch you know your life can be gone at any given

Watch the world blow up, watch this crash the streets

Blow up like a gas leak nigga, don’t get yo ass beat

Wicket niggas, ride on whoever, it’s like a reign of terror

It don’t stop never… never… it don’t stop never

Sell me yo soul

And you can sell me yo soul

Sign yo name up on the line, there’s no future at all

Niggas been gone on mescalines and alcohol

Got the whole world jumpin, and bumpin my shit

And if you hoes don’t like it you can eat a dick

I got a .357, plus suicidal

Unholy is my title and I’ll burn ya Bible

In this new world we livin in, somethin’s gotta give

In God we trust, make all you niggas sin

From dawn to dusk, turn yo love to lust

Bitches flip out they drawers like Dominique Dawes

The one and only bomb dropper

Still fuck a copper

And I won’t hesitate to pull out the nine and pop ya

From the terror in the aisles, wicket styles

Smokin the Black and Milds, ridin 7 mile

Recite the Lord’s prayer start blastin

Screamin redrum assassin

Paranoid, schizophrenic

When I bust I make the police panic

Too gigantic in this world we live

UF eht kcuF -gees and all the groupies

All those who evade jurisdiction must not have paid attention

Mastamind’s in this bitch again

When you listenin, what you picturin?

You should see me ridin through the ghetto mist in the wind

And make it a sin for puttin wicket words in text

No nigga, can see me in this life, catch me in the next

For the money and gold, for the fame and riches

Niggas keep sellin they souls for blind ambitions

But if they follow me nigga they know the right way to go

Take a ride on the wild side and let that shit flow… flow

And you can sell me yo soul, sell me yo soul

You can sell me yo soul

Sign the Devil’s Contract

Welcome to my nightmare, welcome to my mind hoe

I’ll never grind slow, I’ll get mine and go

I got my name on the Devil’s Contract, I’m that

Nigga you don’t want to come at

I run the game so quick

I’ll make you think that your brain was sick

All that’s goin on in this world is some deranged shit

I got this wicketness on my mind

And I wonder if I sign the Devil’s Contract

Could I turn the page, and find

Diamonds and gold, riches and hoes

Meditate life so much I never listen to those who oppose

Unholy Esham that’s what I said

Etirovaf ruoy kcuF rapper got a hole in his head

As the world turns, your soul still burns

And most of y’all motherfuckers still mislead

(Bless the words that I speak)

And you can sell me yo soul

(Bless, bless the words that I speak)

You can sell me yo soul

(Bless the words that I speak)

I’ll sell em all

Sign the Devil’s Contract

(Bless the words that I speak)

Uh. uh… It don’t stop

Neva stop

The wicket shit’ll never die!

Never Die…

And you know what? (What's that?)

Fuck every radio station, from here, across the nation

Ain’t down with this shit!

Underground… Yo, we got a pirate radio station, yo

Let that shit play

Oh, oh… This is for all the niggas who don’t ride… they ridin

We ridin down Jefferson now… we just gonna ride… That’s right

Fuck it…

Gothom City

I be the nigga that can get up in Legends

With the Rockports on outside

With the pipe in the ride

The 850, the pimp and the ho

Bumpin the Master P and not D’Angelo

The radio disc jock Sarah Connor

Gone off wet and marijuana

The Unholy, bitch, yeah it’s me

Straight out the D so who wants a key?

I’ll split the wig

Of a dirty pig

Made a deal with the Devil and I won’t reneg

Fuck life is my motto, 'cause it’s just like lotto

See you win some you lose some, use some abuse some

Niggas think rap records gone save they life

And niggas think trick hoes gone be they wife

Well I’m here to let you know that all that shit’s wrong

And dead motherfuckers don’t sing no songs

They don’t… sing no songs

They don’t sing no songs nigga

Dead men don’t sing

But they do dream

About bein alive

Sign it on, my nigga

Nigga, you can get away wit it

Nigga…

Shit… Niggas wonder how we keep doin this shit

Well uh… Maybe it’s because, uh, one night

I was sittin in my room, and, playin with a Ouija board

And I kinda sold my soul

I been doin it ever since! (Laughs)