Текст песни Donald-D f Ice-T - Lost in a Freestyle
Donald-D f Ice-T - Lost in a Freestyle слова песни
[ Ice-T ]Yo, yo, Microphone King Donald-D in the house[ Donald-D ]Yo, what`s up, Ice, my brother?[ Ice-T ]Yo, yo, coolin out, manThis is a track Chilly-D laid, man?[ Donald-D }Word, this is real dopeBut you know, we gonna kick some real dope flavor[ Ice-T ]Yeah, when I hear a beat like this, manIt just makes me wanna bust some freestyle rhymes[ Donald-D ]Well yo, bust it[ VERSE 1: Ice-T ]Yo bust it, I take the mic and I cuss itYou say was it, necessary? VeryI`m as cold as a stiff in a mortuaryThe Ice rock the rhymes extraordinaryProfanity is just a part of my natureAnd for years and years I`ve made yaBop to the funky beat, kick my rhymes in the streetAnd when a biter bites my rhymes they`re the tough meatCatch me slippin, no, I never sleepI got a posse full of killers that be runnin like a track meetYou move, you miss, my hits are quickI write your name in blood on my Syndicate shitlistI`m not a dog, but I can dog the mikeWith me you don`t get 3, you`re gettin 1 strikeThen sucker-duck, you`re out, punk, hit the benchI toss you up, twist you like a ???Stagger, daze ya, drop ya like a hot brickYour posse rolls, but none rolls this thickDog-it Donald, call him Donald-DDee on the mike, I`m Ice muthafuckin TeeDonald, kick it as this beat breaks wildCause I`m lost in a freestyle[ VERSE 2: Donald-D ]I`m playin the back of the club, I`m the audienceTellin Ice-T there`s evidenceOut on stage when they turn the jam upThe candy rap rapper can`t help but clam upSit back, relax, kick off your shoesLet me, the Dee light up your fuseOn the mellow tip, get a quart, get rippedOr with your girl champagne you sipCause every fellow wants to get mellowWith a girl whose butt shakes like jell-oIn bikers gear, yo, be sincereOr your girlfriend would have to steerHer way into the path of the mike proOn the mellow tip, yo bro, take it slowCause I`m like a vulture lurkin if you`re jerkinIn other words, if your rap ain`t workinNo more, I`ll take her on tourAnd a world of passion that`s mellow and rawStraight up, while you wait up, she put the plate upYour dinner, boy, Donald-D just ate upSyndicate Sniper will never smileCause I`m lost in a freestyle[ VERSE 3: Ice-T ]Yo Dee, I like to rap every time I hear a dope trackPad and pen - and then my wrist reactsIt starts movin as the ink lays a deadly trailPress the records, then read the fanmailI love loungin on a beat that`s the hype typeAnd then I hit it head-on, I never sideswipeRocki and break, I`m the studio one-takeSucker wanna battle, I make him sweat a lakeI`m not lazy, though, I lamp in a amplified modeLight the fuse, run, cause I`ma explodeI kick it how I`m kickin cause I love to kickRhymes, dope lyrics to the drop of the drum stickOn and on,, then I pause for the 1-2(Hit it)...and then I`m back at youFeelin the groove, makin you move, go wildCause I`m lost in a freestyle[ VERSE 4: Donald-D ]I do brew with my crew, pull a microphoneHad shown on my own, my clientele`s grownRock the house with the clout, but there`s no doubtMy rhymes quality make rappers scoutMy style profile, girls do go wildWhen they name ain`t rated at the top of the pileTake it hard at the start, but if you`re smartYou would roll away like a shopping cartI`m the king, rap dean, got my own A-TeamThe females do gather when I`m on the sceneAt a club, on the street when I`m rockin to the beatThe cuties and the beauties and the freaky freaksAre there everywhere, but I don`t careIf you stare or compare me with savoir-faireYou will like on a mike how I rock it rightIn a night on down to the daylightI`m the Dee, can`t you see, rockin with Ice-TYou will never find two devasted MC`sIllin on the mike as the girls go wildCause we`re lost in a freestyle[ VERSE 5: Ice-T ]Coolin with my posse on a hot summer Saturday nightGirls skeezin, I call em parasitesSchemin on my homies with the big gold ropesMoney-hungry bitches, they get my beat-down votesNo, not me, they don`t talk, cause they know I knowIce can read their minds, I can smell a hoeNo baby, don`t come talk that pay-me bullEase back while your dentist still got teeth to pullI ain`t no beater, but I love to put a freak in checkGo get a job, girl, get some self-respectStop jockin niggas cause they got fly thingsGo to school, baby, buy your own ringsYo Dee, I`m really sorry if I broke wildBut I`m lost in this freestyle[ VERSE 6: Donald-D ]I`m a pimp with a limp, Sniper who`s hyperBitch, I ain`t buyin your baby no diapersI`m too cool, I`m too calm...[ Ice-T ]Yo, yo, yo, Don, Don, Don, Don![ Donald-D ]Yo, what`s up with that, man?[ Ice-T ]Yo man, we`re goin overtime, man[ Donald-D ]Aw man![ Ice-T ]We got to end the song right here, manThe song`s already five minutes, man[ Donald-D ]I wanna rock, man, come on...[ Ice-T ]Yo, yo, you know what happened, man?You know what happened, homes?[ Donald-D ]What`s up, what`s up?[ Ice-T ]We got lost in a freestyle...