Текст песни A Tribe Called Quest - Rock Rock Y`all
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[Punch] Yo! We about to rock this joint, from the family. And we want ya`ll all to know, that it`s time... CHORUS (all): To rock rock ya`ll Freak freak ya`ll To the beat ya`ll It`s unique ya`ll (2x) [Punch] A-yo praise the master, make plans wit` your pastor My rap`ll blast ya, send you to the hereafter I push a tractor, for horses grazin` in the pasture Ya heard I was trickin`, the whole room filled with laughter In ciphers, I`m the one you don`t rhyme after You only know half of the math, it don`t add up The lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatter Watch me now! Just begun like Jimmy Castor I`m bad luck just like walkin` under ladders Mad rappers, book of life, last chapter Me and my squad build just like contractors I break shit, you only give hairline fractures Women flash us, don`t know ya better ask us A bastard, wit` more contacts than Lens Crafters Tear down the rafters, venerials couldn`t clap us You need practice, hit chicks then I`m Casper [Jane Doe] The church of scientology, feminine biology Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we Polluted by technology, the fumes and its ecology While your thought you was out of copy I get nastier than sodomy Probably an oddesey, started back on robbery Was the degree of the economy that do the sovereignty Regarded as a prodigy, leery in sociology Let the wallabees always conceal my gynecology Rhymin` pathologically, that`s how it gotta be! Never makin` no apology, worshippin` my anthropology Fuck modesty, studyin` microbiology Causin` verbal lobotomy, it`s in my geneology Six months of sobriety, movin` very methodically Like a unicorn, more ways than oceanography Guard technology, rip shows antibiotically True thugs bionically, give birth to criminology [Words] Yo as a youngin`, I swear to God you couldn`t tell me nothin` I swore I was gettin` somethin`, clothes or humpin` For girls with the church, slacks with some shirts tucked in I set it up for money, my mom worked when I was cuttin` Unsigned strugglin`, for the heat I lit the oven One would by the CD, the other would do the dubbin` Before I met Rob, I was in the clubs frontin` Oh yeah I know the Tip, when I see him I be duckin` But now when I`m clubbin`, those that used to dis were buggin` Overweight chicks, spandex, they stomachs sucked in Stay interruptin`, dance and try to cut in Told people you got in free when you really snuck in [Q-Tip] We never get concerned about who`s in the league We just stay workin` so no one will need An unconcerned outsider givin` niggaz feed My niggaz puff weed but negotiate the seed The family is granite and you can`t intercede I try to switch lanes at this operatin` speed Cats in the game be gamblin` with greed We the house, you the player and we gonna catch these Who`s the Sam Sneed makin` microphones bleed Poker face creed while my mind just read Shorty got rhythm but her freak got freed That`s insignificant but this take heed [Mos Def] They say I`m pretty like Clay is, bright like the day is Beats from my fleet be sweet like Sugar Ray is I`m swingin` this from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay is My game is tough to play, I`m tough to weigh like your safe is The aim is, to make you recognize what the name is Mos Def gon` set it straight from where the 718 is The place with the great superiginate the flavors An all-star block with some all-star laymans (Turn the music down!) This is probably some haters Achin` cuz they hear us rotatin` on the playlist >From B-boy laces to Detroit gators Yo Tip I got to bail, where the scale? Help me weigh this... Yo! We wan`t ya`ll to know...that this is the family, right? And what we want everybody out there to do...on the dance floor... is get ready...because noooowwwwww we gonna... CHORUS (6x) to fade out