Текст песни In It for a Minute - Foreign Beggars feat. Graziella

Even that you're thinking that you're in it for a minute,
That minute could be linking to spilling over your limits.

Damn! Late to work,
Boss on beef and I hate the jerk,
Could have been a day full of grace and mirth,
But I figured last slave and I'll make him hurt,
So I reached for his throat, squeezed his shirt,
He's pretty weak for a bloke, gave a little scream,
Then he breezed in his coat pretty fast man,
All I could see was the smoke,
So I left a note,
It said: "Dear Mr. Jones, I quit!"
"Next time I see you, better have my cheque"
"And if you don't, well I know where you live"
"I'm a come around gully up your house in the sticks"
Now I'm just pissed, looking for somebody to rough up,
And anybody warring getting stuck or bruck up,
And One Shot's bruv got snuffed from one punch,
Chucked up last night's dinner and 'nuff lunch.
Guess I could've left right then,
Could've headed out, xxx stop fighting,
But I got a taste for the blood on my knuckle,
Start to give chase with a laugh and a chuckle.

Hid beneath the table, cowered in the lunch room,
Running down the corridor waving a belt strap,
Heard a gun shot, felt pain and I fell back.
Raaare! That's when I thought I was dead,
And I didn't wanna die 'cos I figure that's dread,
But when I woke up, I was cuffed to a bed in a hospital,
Telling this story to the Feds,
And I begged, "Please don't lock me up!"
They looked at me and said, "Blood, you must be nuts!"
"Cause we're the only ones who run around in anger,
And we'll be damned if we let a boy fuck with us, ya know?"

GRAZIELLA

Even that you're thinking that you're in it for a minute,
That minute could be linking to spilling over your limits.
Even that you're thinking that you're in it for a minute,
That minute could be linking to spilling over your limits.

2: ORIFICE VULGATRON

I stand on my lonesome,
Man with a plan,
I was picked by the hand of the chosen,
I was jammin' on road when a voice said,
"Come back down to the land of the broken"
Yo, I was standing there jokin',
When a brother straight stepped in my face,
Tryin' to hand me a toke ting,
I was like all taken aback,
At first I was baffed 'cos I thought he was jokin',
He was like "take this",
Man was in a rush so I didn't ask qestions,
He was on a ting like, "Man, don't you trust me?"
I was like "Mmm." all tryin' to stay patient.
"Gwaan blud? Don't ya wanna feel weightless?"
Breathe in the madness once in your life,
That's when I looked in his eyes,
Clocked bredder was a nutcase -
Holdin' a gun to my side
He said, "Come follow me down this road for a second"
"Bredren, listen!"
So I looked to the left, to the right, and I looked back,
Caught a glimpse of myself,
Stood back in the distance.
All baffed in an instance,
Wondering why? When? How?
But it happened too quick
Bredder just laughed in my face,
Unloaded two clips,
So I fell to the ground,
Starin' me down was a br'er that was wearing a crown,
Surrounded by the light that was blinding,
Mind in a mess, stressed out, tryin' to:::::: in the sound,
Now something was shaking,
Under my feet,
Felt the ground open up,
I could sense the danger,
Hence I remember the day I was swept away,
Fell prey to the blade of a stranger...

Even that you're thinking that you're in it for a minute,
That minute could be linking to spilling over your limits.