Текст данной песни:
People stop and stare,
Dont be scared, don't you dare run.
Freaky fucking hair,
Skinny Jeans
Running with the 3 stripes on.
Mans who stand on road,
Holla out what's your postcode,
Watching me with daggers,
Ballerina's busting swagga,
Swagga swagga.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna mash it,
Mash it with style and fashion.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna take it,
Take it to da old skool.
Dance in a dancehall,
Battle wid a dancer,
Take away the beef and deal with ya anger.
We can maybe work it out. X4
It's the same old story,
Just shooting for the glory,
We can always settle the matter,
Without a single shot.
Fired out in anger,
Coz of what you haven't really got,
Lets just stop the nonsense,
Mans just stop the frontin.
Lets just take it out,
Work it out on the dancefloor. X2
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna mash it,
Mash it with style and fashion.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna rock it out,
Rock it to da old skool.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna mash it,
Mash it with style and fashion.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we g'wan take it,
take it to da old skool.
Dance in a dancehall,
Battle wid a dancer,
Take away the beef and deal with ya anger.
We can maybe work it out. X4
Uh,
If you're not from my ends boy,
Don't move blud, don't try to blend.
Coz we're not the ones to mix cuz,
Don't do that so son,
Bounce out of here.
What you really need to know is,
you're not ready for the showbiz.
You can't move,
You ain't cut,
You ain't smoove blud.
Your not hot like my end is. X4
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna mash it,
Mash it with style and fashion.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna rock it out,
Rock it to da old skool.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we're gonna mash it,
Mash it with style and fashion.
Hey oh,
If we got beef, we g'wan take it,
take it to da old skool.
Dance in a dancehall,
Battle wid a dancer,
Take away the beef and deal with ya anger.
We can maybe work it out. X4
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Видеоклип Щелкунчик и Крысиный король 3D
Вена, 1920-е годы. Девятилетняя Мэри живет в доме, который полон прекрасных вещей и одиночества. Брат Макс, неутомимый проказник, донимает ее, а родители, хотя и горячо ее любят, слишком заняты, чтобы уделять ей достаточно внимания. Мэри тоскует по общению с друзьями и приключениям. Накануне Рождества к ней приходит любимый дядюшка Альберт и дарит деревянную куклу - Щелкунчика. Воображение Мэри оживляет куклу, и она попадает в мир детских грез, где все становится возможным - снежинки-балерины кружатся в танце, игрушки на елке оживают, да и сама ель превращается в целую вселенную, в которой правит добрая Снежная Фея, так похожая на маму...
