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Текст песни De La Soul f Grandmaster Caz, Tito of Th - Clear Lake Auditorium

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Typed by: scott_rodkey@hotmail.comChorus: AllIf you can dig it, deal with it, if you can`t, just forget itCause nobody rocks the party like weGet loose, get loose, Sunshine get looseJust rock, and show `em you got juiceAnd have, have, have, have, have, have, have fuuuuuuun!Verse 1: LA SunshineI know it`s been a while since the last timeYou`re heard LA Sunshine pick up the microphone and rhymeBut now I think it`s time to go for mineSo you can sit back, relax, just max and unwindBecause it`s time for me to out a few heads to bedBecause I`m upset at what somebody saidI`ve heard it through the grapevine it`s been saidThat Sunshine, can`t rhyme?Ha! That`s the funniest line that I heard in a long timeThe wanna be me`s that they I sound off beatI`m not off beat, I`m totally unique and it sounds real sweetSo if you`re ready, get set for a trip to the sunYou`ll be guided, and I`ve decided to becomeOne to take total control of your soulYoung or all be bold because it`s a sight to beholdChorus:Sticks and stones might break your bones but Pos is gonna blow your mindAin`t no need to hold it (Let it go!) Just one more time!Verse 2: PosdnuosNow you can bet that I`m first kick a wattSoul son, Plug One, Posdnuos I`m top notchForward, backstep, got cabbage on the brainSo I`m leafy, peasy, and I act kind of saneSo homeboys and girls just come follow meI`m the fried pipe piper down with dub and Plug ThreeI like my mans, freestyle is not my flowBut I gets mad respect from Norfolk to GlasgowI run this up to court about a minute to the secCause my hoodie won`t clash with Whipper Whip`s mockneckSo my hip-hop teachers please show me the mathAnd after this give me your goddamn autographChorus:Whipper Whip, you can make the microphone singWalking around sporting your diamond ringAll the ladies know you as an MC kingSo get on the mic and tell `em it ain`t no thingVerse 3: Whipper WhipWell the Prince is my title and, I do what I must doWhen rappers get beside themselves, that`s when I bust twoOr three, see it doesn`t matter to meCause the W-H-I-P`s got an armyWhipper Whip, the Whipster, money gripsterCan`t stand the tipster unless she got the hips toMove a mountain, left on Kingsly and Fountain1345 is where I used to count themThe grips in my bucket`s the kind that choke horsesNo more losses and no toy mossesIt`s the Kings of Kingsly, from Bronx to HollywoodI`m Whipper Whip, I but the G in "good"Yo I can blow like a whistle, run far beyond averageBeen rapping to the man like Randy SavageYou be the judge, come stand as I slam someThere`s open invitation to all and then someChorus:Sticks and stones might break your bones but JD Dub is gonna blow your mindAin`t no need to hold it (Let it go!) Just one more time!Verse 4: DoveI kick the Chatanooga Choo Choo so listen to the callingNext stop`s the body rock, here`s the ticket to my clockIt`s the flips, but keep your jaws on your hips>From back in the days I used to air it to the hitsEarn the dance step and guaranteed to play the wheel to wheelAnd Wild Style was the real, dig it?I block the heckles and hecks and gets nuff respectsWithout the "bah diddy bah" I couldn`t go and cash checksChorus:DJ Mase, since you got the bass, why don`t you hit it, hit it?Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it!The do re, the mi phi, the sol la, the TitoRocking it, rocking it, yes he is rocking itTito, rocking it!Verse 5: TitoSmiggity smoking, no joking, turning styles like a tokenNo singer, but swinging rap lyric like a ringerI`m solo, like Bobo, breaking backs like BoloNo kitten, no hitting booby traps for the sittingDucks should I mention rhyme breezing like BensonOr hedges, I`m fuming autographs for the humanBeing, I`m g-ing, off like keyingOr Keenan, live Ivory, Waynan, who`s slaying?A TV or movie, hit singles often move meLike groove me, they got me lingers like a ???No slipping, no tripping on me while I`m rippingSlam dunking like a donut on the Bulls Scottie PippenA vocab that`s no fad, I`m Heftier than Glad bagsMy son`s about 2, buckaroo and yelling "Go dad!"Chorus:Sticks and stones might break your bones but Superstar`s blows your mindAin`t no need to hold it (Let it go!) Just one more time!Verse 6: SuperstarI get the honor to rap with some old school greatsCaz, Whipper Whip, Tito, and LAMaseo, Posdnuos, Trug, they from the new schoolA perfect blend from the old and newSuperstar, where did I fit in? How did I get in?Where did I begin, sin?I`m known from Belcourt to Freeport, not a West Coast or Five BoroughsYeah, my name`s whispered in the ghettosWhen I`m on stage, I write a book, flip a pageWrite a chapter, and leave a hell of a phraseNow, before I go, you know that I`m a pro, yoYou won`t forget me, why, because I flowChorus:So GMC, ha, GMC, ha ha, GMC ha, GMC, ha haGMC, ha huh! (Yo my throat is sore)Yo, get on the mic, stay on the mic (dammit)Rock on the mic with your rhymes galore!Verse 7: Grandmaster CazWell I`m a black act back to attack the wack New JackSmack the sad sack track with the stack of factsTrue old data, see you later alligatorRaid or raider Darth Vader, cause I`m greater or raterMade a plate of soul food, barbequed a rude dude with the attitudeWho got screwed cause he chewedBut I`m a writer, you can`t take a bite ofSo light up your lighter and watch me recite aDope verse or two with the curse or two, yeah rehearse a cueBut first a few minutes of funk, preferably sevenMicrophones, all I need is oneMC`s to school, ten or eleven then a bottle of DonWhen the job is done, but don`t stop me nowI`m on a roll, control the whole strollAnd bowl the whole toll, fold the known soulsPatrol shoot the fruit, toot toot the hootScoot with the loot and knock a cute suit bootsEntertain your brain like Kane, not strain to maintain my main (shit) stainWalls record us, break through the bordersAll the manslaughters and kidnap daughtersWho are building and chlling in the building with a villianI`m killing and illing but still in like Bob DylanI`m Democratic emphatic erratic static I`m good at itAnd suckers get gatted with the automaticRhymes are plenty, styles are manyYeah, and that`s as real as Jimmy sticking JennyIf anybody knows a trick to slip my wigWith a lick or real sick with a lyrical brickHe`s a vick bound to get tracked offStep to the Grandest and you`ll get slapped offStage, and thoroughly stomped with the quicknessNow can I get a witness, cause I`m out

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