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12 Last wordz
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my heart opens tha doors
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Peak #4,856
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Atila the rod of GOD
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August 23, 2004
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last song on tha album. This was the last song I wrote & recorded on the last- 3rd day.
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LAST WORDZ It's the end of this crusade, tell me r u feelin me, Lyrics gushin out in this 1 day theory. U hearin me? Tell me is u feelin betta, This album from the underground is like a love letter. I don't matter where u from it's a message of love, Being a true thug means speak like a dove. I ain't paranoid but I know I'm bein watched, But if I know I'm touchable, then I can't b touched. Get it? No. Don't matter we all gotta learn, Holdin on a rope when this kurrupted world turns. And it burns, although not many of us see, People bein slaved, but they don't feel misery. That's an enemy, he ain't leavin no tracks, Speakin quietly movin behind our backs. I disappear now, only voices shall b heard, Walkin thro the earth, my last wordz. Zadne besede tle, za une k radi slišjo, Povzdigajo glas nedajo na glasnost nižjo. K veèjem višjo da se strese sovrag, Popustijo verige in ustavi tekoèi trak. Ki producera ujetnike v kapitalistiènem sistemu, Nauèi jih mržje v vsakemu problemu. Zakaj bi jst biu ujetnik in govor kr slišat hoèjo, Jst rajš uzamem buciko in tuff… balonèki poèjo. Kdu sm jst? Atila! Navdihnje od Nebeškega oèeta, Da v korist se zlijejo moja mlada leta. Zakaj bi repal o nakitu, avtih in dnarju, Zakaj bi strelu s pištolo in kleu èez šolo? Vi pejte vn-pohejte, pijte èist usak dan, Jst sedim doma delam pesmi, napišem roman. Glejte Tv, pornièe, igrce, djte roke u žep, Je diham v dejanja spremenim tale rep. Poslednja strofa, zapmti ovo kad ti kažem, Volim vas sve i brate to znaš da ne lažem. Svako slovo je suza za sve muke mojih ljudi, Imaj poštovanja i nikome ne sudi. Za mog neroðenog sina, leti ova rima, Tata ide u boj sa njima iz suprutnog tima. Trese se bina, reèi moru plavom bruje, Pored Srbije kreèu sve najveæe oluje. Pravda tu je, sad se smeši nam poèetak, Ovak pesma hvata svaki ispaljeni metak. Ja živim dalje, jer svaki pot kad ovu ploèu staviš, I ako me možda neznaš, neæeš d me zaboraviš. Junaci žive dalje u dejstvima prošlosti, Niko nema ljubav, što BOG donosi. Kreèi, moraš preèi reku, vera rane leèi, »Mir sa vama! Isuse!« Moje zadnje reèi.
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