Текст песни Blackalicious - Lyric Fathom
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(Gift Of Gab):Rappers step to me like I`m a doormatCheck the format, I pour rapsNot your average everyday hardcore act actin`I`m like a mac 10, a uzi and a AK-47Rollin` with crazy kids like BebeMayday mayday, I used to listen to KDAY in my heydaysI ride the bus with a dream of one day lampin` inside of a MercedesBenz with sheepskin interiorAnd two fifteens, and to rip means to get creamedI`m large as a hippopotamus, trip, I gotta disSip a bottomless cup of brew and I`m getting raw to thisIf a rapper tries to step, I rip and slaughter his assSome shit, he oughta just swallow his pride and get to following thisI`m marvelous like Marvin Haggler in his primeI carve kids like a dagger with my mindI start shit with rappers who can`t rhymeI spark spliffs cuz I don`t stagger when I`m highBut when I`m drunk I do, punk I do not acknowledge wacknessI gotcha grandma doin` backflips and tumblesI rumble through the jungle with Ollie and FrasierCall me the savior of hip hopI rip shop and get my proppersCome get with this ak, my style is akwardsI never mock words, I talk towards the inner city youthRevealing it, the truth I`m feeling that the proof is in the puddingI put men that would end hip hop in my shop and I tortureChorus:Check out my lyric fathomCheck it brothers, really, check it out(Gift Of Gab):As I walk through the jungle with a knife on my ankleTaking lives, skip will shank you lyricallyApparently niggas wanna sleep stillKeep still, I`m packin` the a heap of skillsI`m rhyming to keep an ill mind, Saddam type shitYour arm might get snapped like a twigRap like a nig-gero possessed thorough The astonishing mission, dishing painFishing in brains, plain lynching niggas bitchin`So take a ride, I`d abide by my rulesCuz fools I had duels with, I left them in the pool pit, I rule kids I`m a kamikaze bomb, drop a nigga with an arsenal of drama in my rhymesWith the tracks and backs and heads is broken to piecesRapture`s phat, ya dead, ya croakedI wrote this piece as just a little dedication to the rappers on the other levelBudded out and looking into space, a new frontierAnd I can probably bet cha that we got anything you want hereCuz punk, we`re the crew that make you cheerThe two that make you fear and send you back to the rearWe`re hereCHORUS(Gift Of Gab):I flip and I rip shitI whip and I dip shitWith the lyrical form, I did kick it slickI`m gifted, I`m ripping a nitwit to shredsGet the Feds to arrest me for slaughtering emceesThat`s right, on my testiclesCome get a little array of the skill supremeWanna defeat me? My nigga, you should kill the dreamThe noise, the boys, the count, everybodyWhen I drop fat styles that ain`t your simple blahzay blahLodi Dodi average Joe Simpleton with a average flowHave to go after you jugularThen shit gets uglierMan I hope you take heedI`m making brain cells bleed in excess amount of hemoglobinI rap, yes I`m out to see you bobbin` ya noggin`I`ve been gobblin` niggas talkin` shit like Hagen-DaasStompin` ‘em, mobbin` with the ill ass skill as seenOn individuals who fiend for the real shit