Текст песни Cunninlynguists f Cashmere the Pro, Supe - Filthy Nasty
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[SOS]Word to the holes on my socks and my nose full of snotI got dope flows for shows but got no one to watchI got no dough for clothes but got hoes on my jockBut they don`t know I`m broke cause I told em I`m notYo... Who said underground ain`t supposed to be hot?I remember spinnin` records back before people stoppedNow they spinnin CDs they download and get propsLivin life for the ice like their soul`s on the rocksBut ... down here shows we know how to rockAnd on wax WE RAP FOR FOOD like the old one we droppedLook at me! I been eatin Cherios out the box!I`m so skinny I get lost in my clothes when I walk!But ... if you relate, press record on ya boxGrab a pack of ramen noodles, let it boil in a potAnd if you been here before you know not to talkCause I love the underground. It`s the road to the top[Superstition]It`s just another story from the independent pennilessMy D&D studio`s a multitrack minidiskI`m bankrupt for life and past due on all my loansGot these bill collectors trying to reach me through studio phonesHow can I stress less these damn fools be calling FreshchestSaying they gone put a freeze on my next test pressGot an 97 BMW you might say it`s freshI got it brand new and I ain`t made a single payment yetBe damn if they ass`ll get it as long as I`m athleticBut with the Bad Luck I got Seven Years Of bad creditIf you see me wit` a TV in the back of my carDon`t get twisted and start thinking I`mma spectacular starI got a TV in the front too it`s packed in the carI`m taking it to da pawn shop but I won`t be back for it tomorrowI got a ton of bills sittin here just chillin for at least a weekOne day maybe I`ll turn`em into Pete Rock beat CD`s.[Chorus]Everyday stuck `tween a rock and a hardplace (It`s that nasty filthy underground)So many obstacles making my heart race (It`s that nasty filthy underground)It`s that nasty filthy undergroundThat naaaasty, filthy underground[Cashmere the Pro]Now, which of you dude`s a vet?When I could drop a double LP from a duel cassetteNo MIDI to sport for... when I`m bringing the waterI get the vocals straight off the tape of my Mini RecorderIn your city, with a label budget of 450Empty Oatmeal box, for a kick that`s so grittyA jansport with cds in itWith turntables on a floor model with the TV in itYou ain`t all that cause you can afford DATsI got more wraps than Claus packs when rollin four tracksAnd I can only bag beats if them joints is mad cheapRecord right into the headphones - son that shit sounds mad street!Yall take the PC way, let ya CD`s playI rock a 120 Minute TDKHey! Looking for a way to the hype"Welcome to the underground!" Shit, that`s just a day in the life[Deacon the Villain]Rents due, in less than 2 weeks nowLabel`s calling, claiming they loving my street sound(They on the west coast!) iIm thinking I`m pacific sea boundDays passed, now they`re saying that they`ll catch me on the reboundNext day at my job, clock in and my boss watchesMaking sure that I properly stack boxesThe tick-tock on the clock seems to be moving in slo-moWaiting on 4-so I can go home and work on my promoI`m writing so many dope songs (but who`s hearing `em)Deacon hits the open mics (but who`s cheerin` him)Feeling nasty, filthy, or any of those synonyms"Without Me" the games the same, I ain`t EminemI`m just a broke rapper, southern backpackerWatchin` all these wack niggaz and all of their cash stackupSo next Thursday when my paycheck is sentWill it be for that studio time or rent... i don`t know yo[Chorus]Everyday stuck `tween a rock and a hardplace (It`s that nasty filthy underground)So many obstacles making my heart race (It`s that nasty filthy underground)It`s that nasty filthy undergroundThat naaaasty, filthy underground