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Текст песни Bush Babees f Q-Tip - 3 MCs

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(Mr. Man)Hey yo, MC am IPeople call me ManI`m everywhere like air, so watch as I expandLive and direct from out the Flatbush lands`Cause I got more rhymes than the beach got sand(Lee Majors)(who you be son?)Well yo MC am I; people call me "L"Can`t forget the double-e Major I rock wellIn `86 used to sport Pumas wit` Gazelles`96: Yo, I just rock mics and excel(Q-Tip)Hey yo, MC a b people call me airSee me on Jamaica Ave. sippin` half-and-halfI got a special-issued mic that`s guaranteed steelBustin` rhymes at the crowd to make the shorties feel(All)(Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it)It`s the 3 MCsYou know we hold these mics tightWe the 3 MCsWe do it right e` nightWith a scratchAnd a cutWe `bout to tear shit up(Mr. Man)See most of y`all really do not know how you should operateYou need to contemplate `cause you really cannot stop the waitJust cooperateLet me select the pathYou do not know the half simply `cause you don`t know the mathOn how to automate the graphSo follow the leaderThe 9-Ether--rapper`s get split like amoebaBy the fire-breatherGet burned beyond recognitionIt`s Mr. Man the accurate be blurrin` up your vision(Lee Majors)I pack a .45 caliber hollow-tipped penMake `em say "What happen when he be rappin`?"Make a move son. I kill bystanders and allCheck the autops`[y] the words that I dropped in his skullIf you want a nigga draw, pull out your best rhymesMake your same gun-finger turn into peace signCame back with tips swallowedHip-hop Puritan show these niggas how you drop it(Q-Tip)We `bout to drop it like the Pharcyde or Reggie MillerCamouflage on--rescuin` rap guerillaTricklin` down: verb, noun cascadePrecious as jade, never heard the word `fade`Positive vibes is way too influentialWack rhyme sayers need to keep it confidentialKick it up like tornadoesTrash cats get tomatoedBeat you like BrunoWatch yo` eye get the tapeIt was a Friday nightAnd no moves was bein` fakin`And the people was breakin`And the house was shakin`And it won`t be long `til e`body knowin`That the 3 MCs was on the mic(Mr. Man)Check me out, boy, in high-speed or slo`-mo`Came down to Earth to rock this ill promo`Never sound wack on tape, `cause that`s a no-noSo turn me up loudAnd put the needle to the(Lee Majors)With all of thesePimps, players, mafiosos, and G`sMake me wonder "Is there any room for just a MC?"Same shit, different beat; can`t take it no moreYou and your man bought the same rhyme from the same store(Q-Tip)You bought it from the same store and kicked the rhyme until your throat`s soreNow we got to up the ante much, much moreAllah put us all here for a reasonWe `bout to change the seasonsFrom these three you`ll never smell treason(Mr. Man)If you don`t get it now, I guarantee you`ll get it laterI make the planet bounce from the poles to the equatorPeninsulas, every island, and the continentsI grab the mic and add flavor like condiments(All)`Cause we the 3 MCsY`all know we hold these mics tightYo, we the 3 MCsWe keep it right all night

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