Текст песни 45 King f Apache, Double J, Lakim Shabaz - The 45 King Presents the Flavor Unit
45 King f Apache, Double J, Lakim Shabaz - The 45 King Presents the Flavor Unit слова песни
Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.chYoEverybody in the Flavor Unit is real defBut we`re gonna make one record altogetherWho`s gonna go first?[ VERSE 1: Apache ]Here`s another rapper that thought he caught me `sleepMC`s, you feel frogous - leapRhymin dictionaries - on the contraryYour style`s plain, it stays the same, mines vary>From a to z, just like the alphabetFind another brother to [fuck] with, cause I`ma getAngry, then run through the chain of command The last to stand fled, cause he`s a dead manEgos are bruised, MC`s get confusedI filter out the wack, then cruisePast at a swift pace, let`s lace The rhyme with dope - take a toke, just in caseThe song`s too strong, take two pulls and passSmoke fumes from the mic might make you gaspFor another breath, it`s a slow deathFight, you tried, but you died, now who`s left?Dead on arrival, if you survive you`llRemember the name, Flavor Unit`ll guide youApache, that`s me, so fleeStop talkin, I`m a walkin one-man posseYou`re steppin on thin ice, flexin smooth and niceEach cut`s precise, here`s some adviceA lotta power, it`s time to peep the GodOf the Flavor Unit Assassination Squad[ VERSE 2: Lakim Shabazz ]There`s no need to wonder why you was kept in the darkYour rhymes are not flowin, they`re showin stretchmarksWho told you we were dead broke?Thinkin you`re choice and your voice sound like you got a stretched throatYou`re just another duck, a certified buttercupYou better duck, I`m throwin lyrical uppercutsVerses are versatile, I`m worth your whilePut a punk against me, I murder the childThinkin of a mystery that gets to mePlayin around sayin you`re gonna dis the GYou wish to be, just like meYou wanna battle me? I insist that weToss up a coin - head`s up, now let`s kick off The Hip-Hop Superbowl, see who`ll get picked offNot me, I`ma win by a mile or twoAnd make you feel like a moleculeI stand in the square of pure righteousnessYour song was dope, but yo, it`s not hype as thisThey say you live a life of the rich and famousTo me it`s the life of the weak and namelessRappers get roasted, toasted, barbecuedLyrics explode and blown into particlesThought you were sly and slick, a clever catYou take me out? Yo - never thatI`m God a, descendant of Master FarrahdThe Flavor Unit Assassination Squad[ VERSE 3: Queen Latifah ]Make a wish like Aladdin I`ma step to the mic, you wish you hadn`tCause I get mad when You attempt to invade my queendomStop dreamin, don`t hand me thatI murder main men handicappedA female prevails, start bitin your nailsYou`re nervous, join the service, I`m hyped as hellThe feminine teacher in the form of Queen LatifahI hype the mic and pump the speakersI don`t wanna dig too deep, who are you to sleep?On me, the Queen of the Flavor Unit posseYou wanna step? Then step hardThis is the Flavor Unit Assassination Squad[ VERSE 4: Double J ]I listen to some riff while the others stand stiffI`ll uplift the gift and have nothin to deal withYou`re bull, some get pull from, it hurts my nerveBut I`ma serve, give em what they deserveThey wanna try to act hot like they just won a jackpotThink they can flow (but no, not by a long shot)The J without delay here to displayWhile other rappers decay the Flavor Unit will stayOn the top of the situation Untouchable concentration leads to elevationWe`ll stay untouched with the style that`s too muchAs the mic gets clutched, suchA dope voice puts fear in your heart through your earListen close, and you`ll hearThe Unit coincide as one, outsiders runYou want respect? Forget it, you`re gettin noneI`ll advise, improvise, teach you learninGet respect the old fashion way - we`ll earn itBut you execute before I`m through, yoThis is what I`m prepared to do Rock that ass real fast, the nation`s hardThe Flavor Unit Assassination Squad[ VERSE 5: Lord Alibaski ]Get swift possession, a lyrical session A family affair, Alibaski`s lettin Off another dose of words to shank a manTenacious, the hip-hop anchormanLittle bit of rep growin and it`s dominantRoll MC`s over on my own ???Since the beat 68 causes a swirlCreating the 8th wonder of the worldIt`s my turn, so I think I`ll flow tillI can make a mountain out of a molehillThe King will let off his beat that`s so chillRelease me, so I can go killCompetators who work through hours of rainI`m a notorious lenchman, I got powers of painPure punishment, so run and getReserves, so I can serve abundant withShip em out to me, cause the dollars are greenerThe verse quenched your thirst with dope misdemeanorAre you capable? Spit it out, tell me are you ableOr would you prefer the view from the ??? tableRazorsharp, hits are bein landedPlayed my part, diss, I`m countin heads, andThe dynamic duo of the Flavor, you knowReady for any- and everybody or who, soBe it, when my lyrics fill the airI get hungry, and the mic`s my silverwareI played it cool, you face your doom, I`m largeThe Flavor Unit Assassination Squad