Click, Clack & Spray - PackFM

Click, Clack & Spray - PackFM

Альбом
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Год
2006
Язык
`English`
Длительность
250560

Below is the lyrics of the song Click, Clack & Spray , artist - PackFM with translation

Lyrics " Click, Clack & Spray "

Original text with translation

Click, Clack & Spray

PackFM

Right there, son!

Oh man, what?!

Son, you know we don’t allow that

Yeah, we gonna take him out tonight, son

No doubt

Take a walk with me, we goin all city

Black hat, gloves, flat black’s all you need

Krylon, Rusto', a Pilot, a silver Touch Tone

My name is famous, my face — unknown

This is how it goes, late night, early AM

Sky’s pitch black, reach in the bag, Click-Clack

Then I start sprayin'

Paint the wall red, before the cap hits the floor

I’m runnin' from the law

There’s a alley closeby, I can tell by the stench

Shortcut to the park, I’m hidin' under the bench

First my kicks was muddy, now all my gear, too?

…Shhh — somebody might hear you

Can’t make a sound, cuz they just might find me

Can’t move an inch, there’s dog shit right behind me

Damn!

This shit is grimey

It’s like I’m an A&R and all these walls are rappers screamin' out «Sign Me»

Hold up — gotta let these pigs pass.

He’s gotta be here somewhere, we gotta catch his ass

Eh, so what?

It’s just a bunch of paper work

You know what?

You’re right, and I’m tired.

Let’s go get some donuts

Cops got tired of waitin', no match for my patience

I think I’ll be safe and head in to the train station

And you know I ain’t payin', but no need for creepin'

This time of night the lady in the booth is always sleepin'

9 times outta 10, the platform is empty

Poles freshly painted and it really looks tempting

But tonight I got a feeling like somebody’s out to get me

I reach for my marker, but my instincts won’t let me

White guy, by himself — don’t care when the train’s comin?

Just don’t add up, allow me to explain somethin'

This guy’s an undercover, disguised to bring you under

No lies, I seen 'em hover, Just tryin to warn you, brotha

Here comes the train, dip into the last car

Put my name everywhere, even where the maps are

And nothin' leaves a mark like Griffin Shoe Polish

By the time we hit the next stop, the whole car’s demolished

Time to exit proceed with a purpose

My canvas, a surface most people deem as worthless

Pop the krylon top, no need to steal, I purchase

You find that funny?

I’m spendin' rap money

Anyway, cop a squat, got a nice spot — the rooftop

Won’t stop till the sun’s up and my name’s seen from 2 blocks

You know what they say, fame is the name of the game

So clear the way when you hear the click, clack, and the spray

Shouts to Chino BYI, Fatal NFO

Smith & Sane, Cost & Revs and Astro

Reese RFC, Sack ACV, Shama R5B

The squad was TVT

5MH, literally 5 million heads

Shouts to Ewok, my first crew — SNF

T-Kid, Cope FC, Sonic and Web

JA, TKA, Seek and SEV

Seer, Daze, Kez-5 and Chez

Ere, Sever ATC and Tez

Females held it down, Lady Pink, Miss Maggs

Take a walk with me, we bout to catch some tags…

Take a walk with me

Let’s take a walk

PackFM, Qn5, The Plague, SNF — Show No Fear, I-Tour

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