Текст песни Diamond and the Psychotic Neurotics - K.I.S.S. (Keep it Simple Stupid)
Diamond and the Psychotic Neurotics - K.I.S.S. (Keep it Simple Stupid) слова песни
Uh, going out to the Zulu NationYou go out with the old and in with the newI`m well-situated cause I know what to doWhen the mic is in my hand see I just stand firmAnd wreck shit so the next man learnsHow do you flow? I never run out of breathSo much sould I had to step to the leftBecause my style`s AbstractSee I form no definite picture but I get you anywayAnd I like to sayYou can play King Erisson and "Have A Nice Day"I go on and on like inflationYeah, I shoot the gift on your radio stationI walk around uptown with my DalmationAnd when he`s hungry he eats Kennel RationsHuh, I give good vibrationsFrom the Rockies to the AppalachiansHit skins across the nationBut I won`t budge if she`s on her menstrationYeah, I won`t swim in the red seaEven if it`s so BetsyRode more saddles than Willie ShoemakerIt doesn`t take Diamond all day to make aHype slammin track, but I won`t never rushThe proof is in the pudding so hushWell don`t smirk up your lips, where`d you get the audacity?Give me five minutes and I`ll show you how it has to beDun, don`t front, you`re not the first or the last to beWarned of the skills I possess the capacityI catch wreck just like Butch CassidySo don`t sleep, moneygrip, or that ass`ll beOut of the frying pan, into the fireNow I`m dead on your ass like Spencer for HireWord, but I`m not on the takeBrothers start to shake when I dig in the cratesAnd create a hype plate that rotatesOn 33, with the flavor of a hoe cakeYeah, I keep ticking like a TimexI go the whole nine, so if you reach a climaxBlame it on the boogie, blame it on the rhythmBlame it on the vibe that I give `emYo, I used to smoke Newports, never toked on a MarlboroSee I`m from the Boogie and I`m proud, cause our boroughWas the first to take a five-second beatMake it repeat, then it spread across the tri-boroughLiving lovely, everything`s terifficI get wicked just like Wilson PickettSo come again, come again my friendIf you live by the pen then you`ll die by the penI`m gonna live to be a senior citizenWhy? Because my shit is inSo come along on my musical journeyYou don`t need a ticket, cause Diamond can kick itLike Pele, way back in his heydayGoing out to Butterball and my cousin Ray RayNever did a bid, but I almost didI use my head cause I`m one smart kidI don`t own a Rolex but I absorb beats like a KotexAnd get funky just like Joe TexWord, see my rhymes make your brain tickBrothers bump my tape because it`s not the same shitThat you heard last year or the past yearI ring bells at the cashierBecause I`m a fun going guy with the notty dreadlocksI once lost a bill betting on the Red SoxBut that`s another topic, I used to cut rocket in the pocketThree minutes and change, I`d better stop itAnd I gotta give a shout out to G-Man, and Joe ControlPeace, I`m out