создатель (исполнитель: сантоголд)
Got no need for the fancy things All the attention that it brings Tell me no, I say yes, I was chosen And I will deliver the explosion Can't say it's gonna get me far Do no good to say what you are [bad word] the streets and I break up houses [bad word] deep and the flame devours it Me, I'm a Creator Thrill is to make it up [bad word] I break got me a place Up on the radar Me, I'm a Taker Know what the stakes are Can't roll it back, it's understood Got to play our cards Sit tight I know what you are mad bright but you aint no star polish up til you make it gleam your M.O, I know what you mean Tail ridin' and I know it's [bad word] while they screamin' I love you Down deep you know there aint no flow a soul decay, was D.O. I know what you here for now Words out you're an idea [bad word] though, now don't you [bad word] on me I'll see you in your pipe dreams whether or not you know it's [bad word] You're who they dictate to That [bad word] must hurt real bad fakin' what you wish you had Here all the [bad word] ask about me Band wagon, know they used to doubt me Blind side tend to hit real hard you should heed the warning, get a body guard Steady friction in this [bad word] Creepin' in just like an itch so far I got the last laugh still the rich rise up, still I live fast wouldn't know it face to face Got no soul and got no taste Moving in speed up the pace I got it locked though, what a waste All the talk is standard fare Walk the walk if it gets you there on the grind til the gig is up Im 'a smash 'em down put a muzzle on them like "what!"