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Текст песни Aceyalone - Jack of All Trades

Aceyalone - Jack of All Trades слова песни

[Chorus]I`m the jack of all trades, master of oneBlack and underpaid, blastin this mic gunPut it to your temple, and pop yo` pimpleBreak you down like kempo, I`m trained in the arts[Aceyalone]I specify in rockin my page from the heartI dig down deep within my psycheInformation excites me, the knowledge invites meWhen I, throw on my Nike`s and step to it nicelyHuh, it`s unlikely any man could out-mic meLightning, please strike me like it did when I was a childHit me with a hundred thousand volts and make me smileYou name it I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain itTake it and paint it in beautiful technicolorDirectly from another place you could expect no otherTo stand by these trues and break these rulesWe defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and bring this news[Chorus][Aceyalone]I`m that hip-hop SPOKESman, I ain`t a coke manA good folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his handIt`s not my problem, it`s not my faultIt`s not my concern, I don`t give a shit aboutThem dirty fingers, reachin for the scepterAll up in yo` head but I`m not Dr. LectorOr Dr. Phil, but I still got to killwhite widdle, black widdle, fat little pillTo take for your enjoyment, to get psychadelicI don`t sell it I spill it out, and tell it so angelicMy rap gat makes your brain splatBlow up, everything that`s holdin up your hatIt`s firin the pistons gas, in the enginesFuck a foot in the door, we takin off the hingesWhen my, dash is broken, glass is brokenAnd class is open, and it`s still left smokin[Chorus][Aceyalone]Okay Mr. Pick to Ten, is it sickenin?What kind of little box you thinkin in? Think againDraw a blank, you saw a tankBut didn`t see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rankThe Hip-Hop Hall of Fame went up in flamesWhen they, mention my name it`s tension in they brainsAn extension of the game and, I stake this claimAnd break these chains and this one`s for the last trainI`m the jack of all trades, master of oneAnd the thing I mastered is blastin this mic gunPut it to your temple, and pop yo` pimpleBreak you down like kempo, I`m trained in the artsWe got one verse left to rock this beatAnd seperate the good shit from the weakSo, get in the groove, and feel the soundAnd once you`re inside spread yourself aroundFrom the bottom to the top, top, to the bottomI`m, gonna rock `em, while, I still got `emI rock this hour with style and powerAnd this, is yo` MC hourI don`t know if, all of you have heardBut it`s up to YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*}

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