Текст песни Dan-e-o - We & You
Dan-e-o - We & You слова песни
[CUTS]Dan-e-o, the bull fighter, rhyme writer, el matadorLyrical mastermind, flow viciously, this MC be rawMono marksmen be sharpenin` they skillsYou couldn`t screw with the crew, MonolithCus disrespect is not allowed when the Lith rolls throughThis rap addict`s back at it to have you fags franticCats who have static, your caskets need plannin`Though Dan is asthmatic, I lyrically blast cannonsI seriously can`t stand what this industry has patentedA style of rap that`s laced with phrases that`s basically lazyWasting our babies` minds through songs that`s crazily shadyAmazing me maybe the most is how we disgrace the ladiesOn screens, got `em dribbling more balls than Tracy McGradyWhat company hired you to give the rep that you holdin`?Sometimes I see your V.I.P. pass and bet that it`s stolenYou never wrote a rhyme so why your head is so swollen?Couldn`t make a crowd get up even if the credits was rollin`It`s a shame you an A&R, you won`t get your label farWould rock groups get signed if its members couldn`t play guitar?(No) then why do wack rappers make mad grands?Meanwhile, without a badge, I`m still known as The Man, yeah![CHORUS - 2X]WE come to rock, YOU come to jock!WE nice the vibe and y`all niggaz dick ride!YOU come to hate, WE snatch your plate!And YOU get your food eaten every time!I crush clowns, make they`re blabberin` a hushed soundGwannin` with too much mouth like if they scored a touchdownNow they just cuss, frown and cry cuz they just foundI must pound punks into the ground `till they dust boundCuz all you`ve done is rockin` in your click`s sessionsAssumin` that each verse makes a popular impressionStop any bredren from walkin` up into my sectionCuz from one mention, I pop niggaz like big questionsStill my records don`t make enough funds for meAnd you complainin` how commercial hip-hop`s come to be?You internet nerds are all punks to DHow will underground survive when you get stuff for free?See this menace is a murderer with sentencesGreater than percentages of pregnant kids on T.V. talk show segments isBut you a faker, step to me and I`ll make yaLater than periods and the times most niggaz wake up![CHORUS][BRIDGE]WE be the niggaz who can rock the houseAnd YOU be the niggaz who just run your mouthSee, WE be the niggaz who can make `em danceAnd YOU be the niggaz you ain`t got a chanceSee, WE be the niggaz who are bound to blowAnd YOU be the niggaz who ain`t learned to flowSo just chill and check how it`s supposed to goYo peep it, yo peep it, peep it, peep it…Man, what you lookin` at? Who you tryin` to scare with your crooked raps?Cookin` facts up so all that`s in your lyric book is crapClaimin` you jookin` chaps, to me you the shookest catsHow you sell your soul, you might as well work where them hookers atBattle your click and start with the largest memberSpirits I break with more malice than all of law`s offendersHotter than West Indian food made with the harshest pepperServe you niggaz with verses badder than my father`s temperRemember "Dear Hip Hop"?, you one of his abusersEspecially you hatin` types, fake gangstas and you nerdsCallin` my pager anonymously dissin` me through wordsNo metaphors needed here: you`re straight up friggin losers!Yo, you`re soon to hurt, here`s what happens when this tune`ll burstIt`ll puncture the universe like dolls for a voodoo curseDo you see the moon and earth? Yo, they`ll be the first to goI don`t know what`s worse you know, a flood or when I burst a flow![CHORUS]