Текст песни Chubb Rock - Bonus Beat (Dave & Rob)
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Chubb Rock:Back in the days we wished to be a starRap in the street, bang the beat on a carSwany D banged the hood so hard it would dentWhile Dave and Rob just inventsA style so smooth and uniqueBut then Rob went to school, Dave`s on Wall StreetWith a suit and a tie, Rob has a book bagBut deep in their hearts I knew they wished they hadA chance to rap on the record heard on the radioI was making my second album and said, "Yo"No time to rehearseYo, Rob, you`re firstTo kick your textHomeboy, you`re nextRob Swinga:This is Rob, first to rock the microphoneTo see all the chromosomesThe DNA structureWill make you puckerUp your lipsAnd say, "Boy, he`s a trip"To AfricaPeople want to go and laugh at yaUp you mighty race, you can accomplish what you willCause I will killThe beat not the person, cause I don`t ill like thatI just rap and attackIt ain`t wackI love being blackBut you`re scared cause society went booDon`t judge me as one of the many, but one of fewThat will doAnything I have to doTo open your mind because you`re numbThis is serious, but I won`t extract the funSo when I kick it like karateBite you like arareIf you kiss your teethThere`s beefI have a shottyThat`s home waitingThere`s no escapingBum, don`t you know the sum of the parts is equal to wholeAnd if you`ve got heartCheck out the roughest partIt`s part twoDave it`s on youTo kick the textHomeboy, you`re nextDave:My rap is synonymous with perfectionSuckers try to play me then they run for protectionThink about it when it comes to the rhymingOriginality, that with all the great timingCause rapping with authority is the style that I am usingSo when you`re at a party and you get to choosingThe bestI mean compared to the restFor style and class there is no contestI`m not offendedOr pretendingI`m just lendingA bit of my rhyme and then I am sendingA musical note to whom it may concernYou wanna battle me, then you`ll have to get burnedCause I`ll meet youBeat youOver againSend you to the bar for a HeinekenAnd then you`ll come back for a rematchOr some haps until we kick itI`ll say a fresh rhymeOf course you`ll vick itThen I`ll have to just beat you againI`ll have to slay youBurn, broil, fry, and sautй youCause taking out a punk like you is pure funI`ll stick you with a fork when I think you`re doneSo savorCause I will not do you any favorsAnd all these suckers out there just Flava Flav imitatorsChubb Rock:Yeah y`allNo time to fallI`m gonna go to the topBut I won`t crawlGonna jump and leapNot walk I`m gonna runMy pops is forty-five and I`m a son of a gunIt`s Chubb RockIf you was wondering whoIt`s a collaboration merely of the twoWith Rob and DaveThey both had a pageWe was all down back in the daysDoug, Martin, Gary, Johnny, StanJamey, Danny, Tony, Ezra, andDerrick, Joe, Russell, Kurt, Louis RoddleGene, Malcolm, Sean Fisher, and DonaldAnd the others that lived on TroyThis record goes out to my homeboy...Donny Battle