Текст песни Brother Ali - Blah Blah Blah (featuring Slug)
Brother Ali - Blah Blah Blah (featuring Slug) слова песни
Get yourself together now because it`s hit timeYour known as the hit makersBreaker breakers, party makersThey`ll make your back crack, your liver quiverFor all you cats, who never put more dips in your hipsMore cut in your strut, more glide in your strideIf you don`t dig that you gotta hold your soulIf you don`t dig this mess, you came to the wrong addressBecause singing might be loud and clear[Brother Ali]Ayo, the music made �em jump backFuck that, how y`all gonna contrast somethin fat, without lettin Ali touch thatGun whack, read his lipsYou`re not serious, I got few evils and no superiors (so here he is)A seasoned veteran, an ego reckonI turn it up another notch to keep the people guessinY`all ain`t fuckin with the ox so put your feeble sessionDouble teamin for the evening, so you heed the lessonsSo no[Slug]Here we goLookin at me like they know meOnly bout as far as they drunk ass can throw meDo it, somebody`s bound to catch it, no breakageNever that, we keep it basic like breakfastSo taste it, the vitamins are subtleSo tighten up or Slug`ll, even try to decipher the puzzleBut shut up though(Fuck that, sucka jump back)I hold the game like Notre Dame, I know your dame(We cut a hunch back), Ali run that[Brother Ali]From cats lips to gods earsWe mind yall punk bastards and cross hairsApplying our thug tactics till y`all scaredDon`t stop till your punk ass hits the back stairs (ohh yeah)[Slug]Fuck that, jump back, yo, what`s thatDrippin off her nuts, wait, why she got a nut sack?You fuckin rappers are she-malesFrom the retail to the e-mail, your freak fell cause you need helpChorus (2x)Y`all need to watch and observe and then followIf we open for y`all it`s still our showI hear the same ol` shit wherever I goLike Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah[Brother Ali] (Slug)(Rappers steppin to)ah yeah they get their shits burnedI throw a roll of quarters and cyphers and then I get learned(Yo I don`t care were you represent son, where`s your chicks?)We`ll take her out for breakfast if you want to let your lips run[Slug]Listen, I know your mission, some type of magician that likes to go fishinOn the mic with air tight precision, the leaders keeping traditionwhen you ain`t even keeping the rhythm that the DJ is spinninCalm down little camper, I`ve got the answersYou should fuck exotic dancersYou should grow a pair of tits and some antlersIt doesn`t matter turn it up, what the fuck you think that Ant`s for?[Brother Ali]I write poems, write rhymes, write my name in the snowAnd I could use all of that to bend the frame of your hoeAnd I should *????* I`ll just pay the waiter and goBut if I didn`t have a wife, yo your kids`ll be albinosYour respect is like a stick in the grassMean mugs and tree hugs, I`ll go on about itI wear my toilet paper so that y`all can kiss my asswith your tongue out and write a love song about it[Slug]Write that shit inside of your book full of funny little scribblesThe love comes and vomit, the money comes and dribblesThe Minnesota missiles, self taughtcommunication, mutilation, holding pictures of your sister naked[Brother Ali]Ha ha, You to drunk to walk down the stairsAnd know you standing here choking on my pubic hairsTelling me your name is if you think the brother caresIf you keep bumping your guns we can fucking take it there[Slug] (Brother Ali)Yo Make a room full of bump rocks stop and do twats(Rest those shots from a cop, and ask him who`s your pops)Who`s you daddy, Fuck that, Jump back and act happy(Sing my fucking chorus before I punch you in the face)[Chorus] - 2X