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I Feel Like Slapping a N*** Today (1982) - Chris ‘C-Smooth’ Smith

[INTRO]  
(эй)  (эй) (эй)  (эй) (эй)  (эй)
(эй)  (эй)ohhh yeah(эй)  (эй)
(эй)  (эй)(эй)  (эй) ohyaa

[HOOK]  
Outside—our side—God bless (yeah)  
Свои здесь—чужих нет—no guests (no guests)  
Only thing we countin’ is blessings, no stress (no stress)  
Family in hands—oath pressed (эй)  
Low lights—cold air—intake (brr)  
Short rhymes—big brain—won't flake (that’s life)  
Say “fam,” look left, look right  
Same code, same name, stays tight

[VERSE 1]  
No bullshit—just code (just code)  
Тише едем для всех, но потом поезд уйдёт (whaaat)  
Small circle of homies, chosen by fate  
Shit goes back to the time in 5th grade (ayyy)  
Не для понтов—для своего круга, truth  
Cause my music for my people, not here to amuse ya
We pour our peace, then we sing that psalm  
One-three-three—hands raised, stay calm

[HOOK]  
Outside—our side—God bless (yeah)  
Свои здесь—чужих нет—no guests (no guests)  
Only thing we countin’ is blessings, no stress (no stress)  
Семья в руках—oath pressed (эй)  
Low lights—cold air—intake (brr)
Short rhymes—big brain—won’t flake (that’s life)  
Say “fam,” look left, look right  
Same code, same name, stays tight
 
[VERSE 2]  
Город шумит—мы держим ритм,  
Out in the night—Batman and Robin (oooh kill ‘em)  
No side-switchin’ here, nothing for sale  
Stay true to myself in every detail  
If you fall down—I got that revive  
Жужжит внутри — ето behive  
Not about shine, scars show design  
Every step written, that’s the bottom line

[BRIDGE]  
Right hand up—repeat after me:  
"Truth over lies, and homies over bitches,  
Foes in disguise — perish when we handle business.  
Cut deep, leave scars,  
Switch on a brother — no witness, NO WITNESS.”

[FINAL HOOK]  
Outside—our side—God bless (yeah)  
Свои здесь—чужих нет—no guests (no guests)  
Only thing we countin’ is blessings, no stress (no stress)  
Семья в руках—oath pressed (эй)  
Low lights—cold air—intake (brr)
Short rhymes—big brain—won’t flake (that’s life)  
Say “fam,” look left, look right  
Same code, same name, stays tight

[OUTRO]  
Mark Два… Mark Два… Mark Два…

Mark 2

 Genreless. Limitless. [modify my voice using advanced audio editing to match Orpheus. Only people who know me can hear where I am actually singing. and where I use modified voice and autotune.] Beauty of technology
🇷🇺 x 🇺🇸 | Real lyrics. Cinematic beats. No gimmicks, just raw talant. 
Music for the outcasts, rebels, and nightwalkers.  
I don't chase trends — I set them.  
Follow to witness evolution in real time. "Orpheus — the son of a Muse, the poet who sang to gods and ghosts.  
His voice could tame beasts, calm storms, and make stones weep.  
With a lyre in hand, he walked into the underworld — not to conquer, but to love beyond death.  
Even Hades paused for his song.  
But fate is cruel to those who look back.  
He returned alone — a god of melody, a man of loss, cursed to sing what others dare not feel.  
Orpheus is not just a myth.  
He is the sound of beauty defying silence. The music that remembers. "

Mark 2

Orpheus

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