Текст песни More Than Music - The Diplomats
Yo,
I
try
to
be
easy
I
try
to
be
calm
breathe
easy,
it
don't
seem
easy
I'm
on
my
Ps
and
Qs,
Ys
and
Zs,
.45
on
the
side
of
me
Plus,
four
guys
on
the
side
of
me,
with
.45
on
the
side
of
them
We
can
play
now,
this
is
a
war
not
a
playground
We
came
here
to
lay
or
get
laid
down,
spray
or
get
sprayed
down
Wills
for
us
any
day
now,
cops
with
their
wall
to
wall
raids
down
I'm
ducking
and
weaving,
running
and
leaving
Not
trying
to
feel
the
cuffs
when
they
squeezing
Or
the
plunger
they
stuck
to
Lumina
So
I'm
stuck
with
this
Nina,
I'm
stuck
with
this
finger
Itchy
as
fuck,
you're
fucked
if
I
leave
ya
chump
Went
to
school,
but
ain't
stay
in
class,
hated
class
Only
for
period,
yep,
I
could
relate
to
math
Played
games,
but
the
games
was
bad
You
know,
cops
and
robbers,
laser
tag,
see
what
I
was
aiming
at
Hop
scotching
on
niggaz
faces
kept
my
ankles
bad
That
ain't
stop
me
from
working
I
got
me
a
worker
Gotta
him
to
work
and
yeah,
chopping
the
work
up
Keep
him
on
my
clock,
clocking
my
work
up,
niggaz
know
me
Taught
him
how
to
cook,
livin'
his
work
up
Told
him
it's
not
the
pot,
it's
the
worker,
gotta
mix
shorty
Gotta
do
it
like
this
shorty
Clockwise,
counter-clockwise,
it's
all
in
the
wrist
shorty
Fuck
with
me
This
is
a
movement,
this
is
a
union
This
is
more
then
what
you
people
call
music
I'm
part
of
this
Dip
Set
confusing
Tecs
we
moving,
catch
up,
y'all
losing
Y'all
ain't
big
enough
to
be
at
the
table,
nope
Y'all
ain't
big
enough
to
eat
at
the
table,
nope
This
is
powerful
music
that
I
bring
to
the
table
The
sequel
of
Able,
fuck
with
your
boy
You
motherfuckers
really
don't
know
You
motherfuckers
really
wont
know
I'm
real
fucka,
I
really
wont
fold
I
kill
fuckas
and
wheelie
off
roads
Bangie
rapper,
like
I'm
really
off
road
The
pain
I
feel,
I
really
wont
show
man
The
game
is
real,
I
really
don't
know
Cam
If
I'ma
make
it
or
not
But
my
plan
was
to
take
it
straight
to
the
top
Bring
my
fame
to
the
block,
with
me
Harlem's
my
home,
so
I'm
making
it
hot
with
me
Till
the
day
I'm
laid
on
the
block,
with
shots
in
me
Stay
weeded,
stay
cheffing
a
blunt
Stay
losing
some
more
pounds,
I
ain't
eating
enough,
nope
Stop
fronting
homes,
you
wont
do
nothing
homes
Killa
locked
this,
I'm
what's
up
and
coming
homes
You
better
believe,
one
thing
I
was
always
taught
In
my
household
you
better
achieve
No
matter
what
you
do,
you
better
succeed
That
was
embedded
in
me,
yeah,
the
rest
was
left
up
to
me
So
I,
played
my
position,
I
stayed
in
the
kitchen
Base
tripping
on
the
bottom
of
the
plate
when
I'm
mixing
Cake
whipping
on
the
bottom
of
the
plate
when
I
left
it
Eight
digits
when
I
take
it,
break
it
and
flip
it
This
is
the
Matrix,
I
take
it
we
live
in
Shit,
I'm
seeing
the
sun,
I'm
Neo
the
one,
believe
me
Hand
picked
like
cotton,
I've
been
sent
here
not
to
be
forgotten
My
hands
grip
the
dots
in,
I
get
ya
poppin'
Shoot
shit,
shit
is
poppin'
Move
bricks
get
it
rocking,
y'all
know
me
Ya
young
homie
from
the
block,
y'all
forgot
me
already?
Holla
back,
the
young
Rocky
is
ready
whoa!
This
is
a
movement,
this
is
a
union
This
is
more
then
what
you
people
call
music
I'm
part
of
this
Dip
Set
confusing
Tecs
we
moving,
catch
up,
y'all
losing
Y'all
ain't
big
enough
to
be
at
the
table,
nope
Y'all
ain't
big
enough
to
eat
at
the
table,
nope
This
is
powerful
music
that
I
bring
to
the
table
The
sequel
of
Able,
fuck
with
your
boy
1 Who I Am
2 Ground Zero
3 Real Niggas (Interlude)
4 Real Niggas
5 More Than Music
6 Beautiful Noise
7 Dipset Anthem
8 Hey Ma
9 Hell Rell (Interlude)
10 This Is What I Do
11 Gangsta
12 Hell Rell Freestyle
13 My Love
14 The First
15 DJ Enuff Freestyle
16 What's Really Good
17 I'm Ready
18 Built This City
19 Let's Go
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