Текст песни Chris Lowe - Never Heard it Like This Before
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[Chorus]Never heard it like - quite like this beforeNever heard it like - quite like this before[Chris Lowe]Now first off the bat, nah y`all who dat?Think about where you first heard the skull snapFirst of all, y`all don`t know meI`m on the cover of the XXL between Steel and Jarobi"The Greatest Day in Hip-Hop History" is to be markedMad contacts just got sparkedF`real, that`s why I`m hereSleeping Bag wasn`t cursin me, this my 10th anniversaryI trooped it back from the day in ConnecticutY`all live, real niggaz lick shots, peace to ShaolinLet`s get it rugged like rough rugs and stuffAnd break shit down like construction trucksWord up to M.O., to the ten year demoI made him come clean, one mean lean machineI tell you like this, if y`all preferYou gon` hear this funk shit `til your vision a-blur[Chorus] - 2X[Chris Lowe]Y`all millionaires pay attention, player hatin and dissinSharp minds`ll find this the shit y`all missinSee I`m all about the skin I`m in, back to blackLet`s begin again, my complexion like cinnamonBest believe somethin up my sleeveWith no competition, just can not achieveA sexy sucker, but the mind is saneHavin nothin to lose but my goal`s to gainThat`s plain to see, that`s on the strength of Mic GYes lord I hold it down real tightlyI take it to the top one time for all y`allThe ladies and the gentlemen, hustlin and pedalinWhoever you are, I know your type by farHave some respect and keep that act up to parThe rules of my game for your protection (protection)To keep you movin in the right direction[Chorus] - 2X[Chris Lowe]The ball in your court, Chris Lowe shoot the shotSome brothers, might like it, some brothers, might notDo it different? Not at all, the funk don`t fall boyYou nuts, niggaz got classic cutsCheck the script, as I flip, it ain`t nuttinI hear presto rappers, instant, pushin for buttonsBut this here original, from analog to the digitalIt`s clear to see that mean it`s rippableto death, the last funk nigga leftI needed a record, to save my last breathPush it up, cause you might not ever hear me againI`m Chris Lowe, see y`all in another ten[Chorus] - to fade