EPMD f Redman

Hardcore

241 3 часа назад

Текст песни EPMD f Redman - Hardcore

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(Chorus)Hardcore to make the brothers act fools (4x)(PMD)When I turn a party out, all hands is in the airSome say it`s chill, New York throw chairsThe punk funk sound to make a sane man flipGirls rush the stage, faggots cold dipLow to avoid the caps and blowsBy the gangbanners at the B-boy showsWit the cops trying to control the crowdBut they can`t, systems crank "So What`cha Saying"`s pumping loudBlows are thrown, heads are flown like Pan AmBrothers licking off like the son of Sam andThe bass continues to thumpSome brothers hit the parking lot to go pop trunksHoes are slapped, jewels are snatchedBrothers are caught in the cross fire without no capsAnd on my way out, I heard a sucker scream and shout"Niggas, Niggas", yea, cold turn the party outChorus(E Double)Rap combat squares sat and I attackAny crab MC that`s down wit the wackAnd I wreck and if I can not snap a neckThrow a knock, I`ll blow and look for a techI`m terror, new edition to rap eraI can`t be beat, I`m too sweet plus cleverI`m smart, yes, I`m a so called geniusI`m equip wit the thinking cap they call ?(Keenison)?Yo, wit that, I can break foolEspecially when the posse is thick and got toolsMake me feel good `cause they got steelNo blasters or cap guns son, the real dealK-A, microphone wrecker E-DThe O, the U, the B, the L to the ERocking on, word is born, so abandon shipMy name is Erick Sermon now want some and I`ll flipI`m far from a chump, I`m harcore like BrooklynMess wit me and get your manhood tokenChorus(Redman)I got it going on, ?(sister muck)?, next to flexYou bet I drop heavy, so girls grab your coatexI catch fits when I blitz a rhyme gritAnd my lip gets to the point so rip some more fly shitRedman ready to rock ruff rhymesRenegade rapper, rip when it`s rhyme timePunk push a pin in ?(pilt)? so when I ?(pit)?Pack pistol posse flow some more pro shitFe Fi Fo Fum funky to floor aFuck a freak, words before playQuickly, quiet is kept, never quackOn a Q-Tip, I quote, I throw rhymes like a quarterbackA monster, murder muthafuckas like MansonA madmen who mutilize men with 9mmBullets ?(brobab)? brother back to back I slamBread and butter, break beast to Bam BamJump off the Jim before I jack my johnsonI jam like Janet, chew MC`s like SwansonGet a stamp dummy, I`m digging a dungeonCan you dig that I dig deep to destroy dum dumsYes, I yam what I yam when I jam, broMy afro`s in the house, yo, yo, yoKnown as I live large, life will be luxuryLadies in Lamborginies, love is like (lut) to meNasty nigga, competition is noneFrom Newark, New Jersey, knot hairs like Mike NunnShit, rap is still when I`m strokingSmoke wit shotguns but the sign said no smokingCool it kiddo, I control from sea to seaCut like Chuckie, plus style it top DSuper mad lover, cool from the new schoo;Hold your breath, while I walk holding my jewelsChorus

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