Текст песни Blackalicious f Latyrx - Melodica EP
Blackalicious f Latyrx - Melodica EP слова песни
(Gift of Gab)And I come like this(scratched)I`ve got a few things I wanna say(Gift of Gab)I`m gunnin`, ya runnin away, do not stayCuz the wrath of the gift will be hittin` ya spliffAnd a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled RAIDLike a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches, a brother`ll blow thisAnother ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?I hover above the land of lame emcees that dont blowI`m poppin` the clip and then bo bo with the gunAnd a once in a munch chest, rest in peaceAnd I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with sounds like theseRun over enemies and I rest in the westDark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere setbackHear when I`m here, earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet blackI`m a dog, running through the jungle wit a hoodie and black hat choppin down ?noonsies?Not a frog, cunning yet I`m humble gotta do the jewels tack wack talkin clownsTip me, I`ma knock `em all around, bust a front With a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homelandI`ma tack `em in the sound little punks when the rap bumpSpringin on the rhyme I bowl manGifted when I`m lifted off a spliff hit, reminisce shit, riff with dipshitsThis shit is the mischievous style of the gifted, I`m a whiz kid, get a whiff kidSwingin` down low, breakin` down flows with a new flow medley outgrow when you step backTo the black with a fat rap with a fat sack with a little bit a funk in my napsackTake it back to the brother land and I was smotherin` stupid idiots like TarzanGivin` back to the brother man and get another land, man gimme it, its Or-land-oHow easy and tight wishin` into the depths up in the sound in the heart of the jungleGettin` wild with the art of the rumble, never amount to be smarter than DumboMake `em mumble, make `em humble, Get me round from the start, you will crumble, and you tumble, and you stumbleAnd I do it like thatFrom the end to the other end never gonna end, set a trend with the maniac mic clutchHey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job my competitors never know the right touchHave to bail through the backstreets, raisin` hell to a black beatRappers fail to attack me, like a sail with the slack gI attack `em like acne, exactly UGH(spoken)Mindless cretins grow through idiosynchrosy Peels up, rising up, down(Lateef)Steppin` up through the deep, dank murkinessNo telling what is lurking I hero it, but will I sense a jerkinI proceed to bust a buster cuz I trust the finer design in the mind of the rhymeJust about impossible to findWhat a disgrace to the race of wack mc`s I am because I choose to stand my groundFIRM and blowin` the rhythm the vermin and learnin`All I know is we`ve earned every entry attainedAnd strained the game, and what I`m tryin` to explain is thatThe deeper we`re creepin` the more we find sleepin`And slippin` just shootin` dead lips on a missionIts missin` the reason the gift we`ve been given the rhythmCuz that just the way we`ve been livinAnd thrive in the essence, survive and its easyTo recognize when analyzing ?the bo?Surprises the lame in this line and tryin`To get you to buy into their fantasy worldCan it be damaged the ?emina? bones of the fellas and men thats exploting my cultureCan`t understand every breast that you touch was as up ?paper scun? be one hung motherfuckerSuch as nowadays, its fallin` and splinterin`, just timber, instead ofGettin out of my way, and what I`m -- meaning to say is thatThe canopy that covers me now is the blackest, attack thisI thought we already established the wacknessPresented in the cemented jungle by the bumblin` brothers stumblin` tumblin` downSurround me in a cannibalistic style, but I just smile and Silence `em like the lambs, they all the whole flockWe just one magic stock styleI`m gettin` `em off like crack viles, and wicked the whole fuckin whileNot trippin over no vines, or over no swine, or over no mines