DK - Game Goes On | Текст песни

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• Game Goes On

Verse 01:
Wonder where da fuck I’m from and whatta fuck is wrong with my tongue.
Say I’m not supposed to be, but I’ll be here, bitch cold war is over, let’s move on.
We’ve been here much longer than you can probably get out of your mind.
Now Ukrainian vodka is product placed in last “American Pie”.
The land of toughest motherfuckers, don’t you have any doubt!
Been fucking both Nazis & Red Army, so we deserve to pride.
And it raised strong soldiers. The examples are Klitchkos.
We’ve got most organized mobs. Bad from chins to their toes.
But don’t you get me wrong, I’m here not to misinform.
Research to be sure who won The Second World War.
My hip-hop is the blast. Stronger than Chernobyl disaster.
Every day it becomes only faster. You got the seat in first class.
And I’m rocking it, I ain’t mocking it, I ain’t ever really gonna stopping it.
Then I bumpin it, bitches hop in it. Even pops and moms wanna bouncing it.
Them lyrics made by my own. The beat is rocking and grown.
The boy from Eastern Europe and I wish the game to go on

Hook:
From the middle of nowhere I’m making the show.
Imma bomb ass player, that is ready to blow.
My stopwatch is ticking and I have pretty good score.
I feel some hate from snitches, but anyway they ask for more.

Chorus: [X2]
Every nation is digging rap
And the game goes on
It’s the rise of new connect
And the game goes on
Fake ass bitches eating slap
And the game goes on
N’ on, n’ on,
N’ on, n’ on.

Verse 02:
Hip-hop came to me, when I was young and damn it was fire.
Low pants, break dance and skates, I was green, but willing to admire.
But through the years I aspired. Had probably the biggest desire
to own entire empire, to be the one who inspires.
Things that I had acquired, all the connections I wired
and all the people I hired - I treated as the esquire.
Now I spit flames gunfire, my cannon ain’t misfire,
so I need to hear the choir of a crowd that is chanting word “Playa”.
I guess you think I’m still soviet, when you hear bout place I’m from.
But I had legends on tape recorder and now on my cell’s ringtone.
My gym was the playground right in front of my house.
Now Ima put it down hard from the abs to the rhymes.
No one knew me back in the days and I had an average look.
But now I’m above friends limit, so just subscribe to Facebook.
I wasn’t sure that I’ll fit, but hesitation just gone.
I’m stuck in this rap shit and shit just gotta go on!

Hook:

Chorus: [X2]