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{Set in a restaurant with muzak playing in the background}
Krayzie Aw sh*t. Excuse me man, excuse me.
Waiter Uh, yes sir?
Krayzie Could you tell me where the payphone at in here or somethin ?
Waiter Certainly. Back there by the wine racks.
Krayzie All right, thanks a lot. Thank you, thank you.
Waiter Oh, you re welcome sir.
Krayzie Sh*t. It s a classy-ass, m*thaf*ckin restaraunt. Know this m*thaf*cker
got the money, punk m*thaf*cker.
Sh*t. {Pick s up phone, dialtone, puts in money and dials, it rings.}
His contact Hello?
Krayzie Yeah, hello?
Contact What s happenin ?
Krayzie Yeah, I m in the m*thaf*ckin spot now, man...
Contact He there?
Krayzie I don t see nobody yet, but I know the nigga ll be here. He got
reservations.
Contact All right, handle your business.
Krayzie I think I see his broad comin in right now...
Contact Right on time.
Krayzie So don t worry about sh*t. I m a handle this nigga, man. This nigga in a
classy-ass, muthafuckin restaurant;
I know this nigga got the m*thaf*ckin money. Don t worry about sh*t, I m a have
it. All right?
Contact No mercy, nigga.
Krayzie All right. {Hangs up Phone}
Broad Excuse me.
Waiter Uh, yes ma am.
Broad I have a reservation. It s for Jones.
Waiter For Jones? Let me see here for a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called. He
said, he is running late,
but I am to seat you now.
Broad Okay, thank you.
Waiter Follow me this way. Here you go ma am. Um, would you like to start with
something to drink while you wait?
Broad Do you have a Chardonnay?
Waiter Most certainly. Coming right up. Oh, and uh, here is Mr. Jones right now.
Hi, Mr. Jones how are you this evening?
Mr. Jones Hey, what s up? What s up? What s up?
Broad Hi, baby.
Mr. Jones Hey, baby. Damn.
Broad Baby, what took you so long? I been just waitin and waitin . This is a
nice place.
Mr. Jones Yeah, its cool. It s cool. Did you order yet?
Broad No, baby. I was waitin on you...Baby?
Mr. Jones What? What s happenin ?
Broad That guy s been staring at me since I ve sat down.
Mr. Jones What dude?
Broad You know him?
Mr. Jones What dude?
Broad That guy over there.
Mr. Jones Over where? Aw, sh*t.
Broad Baby, what s wrong?
Mr. Jones Damn, don t worry about it! Just...Damn. Just...just be cool, just be
cool.
Broad Baby, he s walkin over here now.
Mr. Jones Oh, sh*t.
Broad Baby, he s...baby he s goin in his jacket.
Krayzie Message for Mr. Jones, m*thaf*cker!
Broad Oh, Sh*t!
{Admist a massive array of gunfire and commotion, screaming, glass breaking,
reloading.}
Mr. Jones Cover your head.
Krayzie Punk m*thaf*cker. Punk m*thaf*cker! {Gunfire ceases}
F*ck you! Get the f*ck out my way! Get the f*ck out my way!
{Gunfire} F*ck you! Get the f*ck out my way. Get the f*ck out my way.
A Bystander My leg! My leg!

Jeśli nie rozjadą nas czołgi
Jeśli nie zestrzelą samoloty
Jeśli nie pousychamy z tęsknoty
Jeśli nie choroba dziedziczna
Żadna broń biologiczno - chemiczna
Jeśli żadne bomby, żadne prądy, niezawisłe sądy

Mamy spore szanse, mamy spore szanse
Przeżyć jeszcze jeden taki dzień,
przeżyć jeszcze jeden taki dzień

Jeśli...

W tobie świt, dobra miłość już od drzwi.
Jedno wiem, kocham dom , w którym jesteś ty.
Słodki czas, gdy w rodzinie ciepła smak.
Piękny czas mój,w takich chwilach chce się żyć
I pragnę by każdy zły sen, oddalić stąd
To wiem...

Nie...

Nie sprzedawaj swoich marzeń
Nie trzeba
Nie sprzedawaj swoich snów
Nikomu
Nie pozwól się okraść z tego czego później będziesz żałował
Nie wolno
Opieraj się kiedy oni
Płacą za swoje sny
Nie pozwól nikomu
Kupić twoich marzeń
...

Trapped inside this limbo
Dead through the ages
Lower spirits set me free
Grant me sweet revenge

Giver of unholy life
Messenger of hatred
Sent to break my prison
Now I’m free to sin again

Wings and jaws
A...

You see I
A different I

I want it Ital, or else come off my case
I want it Ital, or else come out my place

If you don t like it, you can bite it
But if you do then deal with...