Текст песни Crazy Town f KRS-One - B-Boy 2000
Crazy Town f KRS-One - B-Boy 2000 слова песни
[KRS-One]This is the last tripThis is the last tripCXT KRS-OneBoogie Down, Crazy Town (Chorus)[Shifty Shelshock]I`m a bad ass B-Boy two triple oA space age hip-hop superhero [Shifty Shelshock]I rock the block with glocks and brass knucklesA pocket full of weed and a B-Boy belt buckleSpace age rage to rattle your cageRunning amok as we fuck up the stageTaking hip-hop to a whole new level8-0-8 brass over twisted metalShifty, the rebel supernatural a mac with a pullAct a fool, excalibur, destroying MC`s with my vocal algebraWe got something new for you, for you to take your ass and move it toHit to lose it to, it`s that crazy crewTaking you on a ride to the other side, check itBar codes on freaks, programmed to freak modeBlack holes of lost souls, let the story be toldI rock a B-Boy stance, cuz it`s time to explode (Chorus X 2) [KRS-One]If you ever want to know what time it is, compared to what time it isn`tWhen you hear KRS in the house, just run and get our ticketBecause when you come into the jam, the party will be kickinAll the wic wacs and DJ`s in the house, jealous, it gets so sickenin`Now CXT are some cool guys, still getting paid without no tiesAt least no jack and I can`t hack itWhen you gonna ask the question whyI never liked working at Mickey D`s, All my life I got B`s and C`sDown with the crew called BDPShifty, and E.P.I.C., now when you be?(Chours) [KRS-One, Shifty Shelshock, Epic Mazur]Put your mind over matter, gather round the soundYeah, gather round the soundIt don`t get better, gather round the soundCome on, gather round the sound Put your mind over matter, gather round the soundYeah, gather round the soundIt don`t get better, gather round the soundCome on, gather round the sound (Chorus) [Epic Mazur]I roll at light speed through space and timeWith a boom box of beats and a book of rhymesCosmo kinetic I just don`t get itThese fools want to rock but their rhymes are patheticThe Epic, digital bliss, the mega soundConsists of hard drive bits written undergroundCrazy Town rocks so hard, you`ll go berserk with the sound that travels around the universeIll thoughts disperse we`re the first and last, high class, white trash, rolling a class hovercraftIn strange days, the wickedest ways become the normBut it`s far from the norm when we perform(Check it)B-boys make some noise(Get connected)Respect it, you should expect(the unexpected)B-girls reping at front of the showI`m a bad ass b-boy two triple O (Chorus)x2 [KRS-One]Dope thoughts come when I hear a kick drumA bass beat transforms the level of the streetAnd the lyrics Boulevard statusYo, I`m the baddest, beach front punks, they insist I`m the raddest Thing to ever hit since L.S.D.Hallucinate while I dominateI bring Satan to the table, when I rock there is not a label for itCritics adore it homicidal as it gets, your wrist slitWhen I make suicidal imprints on your brainI induce pain, so I`m insaneHell bent burnt you like acid rainExtraordinary, I lyricize, specializeIn body rocking, rapping, and mackingTwo triple O, I come to get downWith my clique Crazy TownWe came to get downYes, yes y`all we came to get down (Chorus) [KRS-One, Shifty Shelshock, Epic Mazur]Put your mind over matter, gather round the soundYeah, gather round the soundIt don`t get better, gather round the soundCome on, gather round the sound Put your mind over matter, gather round the soundYeah, gather round the soundIt don`t get better, gather round the soundCome on, gather round the sound [KRS-One]CXTYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahGet em off, get em offThis is the last tripThis is the last tripWordWordWordWordJump, jumpYeah, yeahYeah, let`s, yeah Come on, Come onMake it HOT!Word