Текст песни Fat Joe - Bronx Tale, слова песни Fat Joe

Текст песни Fat Joe - Bronx Tale

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Intro: krs-oneMusic pleaseYes, welcome to jealous ones envyWed like to thank you in advance for purchasing this productIt is a relativity records product, artist fat joeMy name is krs-oneAnd of course were gonna bring the noiseCause we can never be toysVerse one: krs-one, fat joeYes I am the ultimate, uttering ultimatums for the fun of itIt appears to me you dont know who you fuckin withYou cant see this with bifocals cause youre localCant hang with my vocals, better you fuck with sonny bonoOr yoko ono, but krs oh no noYou might think you a rotc but I dont give a fuck thoughIm rolling hard like God for the squad blackPackin them poppers bitch, where that money be at? Aiyyo I be the show stopper, as I shine like goldOther rappers dull like copper, the certified fake nigga dropperWhich borough, is the thoroughI know, do you know, let me know Im sayin thoughThe coke connector, sweating leather with reflectorsDont get caught up in my sector, or ima haveta inject yaWith a slab of this lyrical dope shitFake mcs and wannabes best to quote thisFat joe the true and living will prevailKingpin like sonny up in bronx taleWill I fail? I doubt itIm the nigga catchin bodies, while other niggaz fantasize about itTrue indeed, behind my back mcs claim they can serve meIn my face they screaming "were not worthy!"Youse a has been, actually you aint beenI be touring, while you be home tapingSo what punk, you could battle in a secondFrankly the bottom line, is wheres your hit recordYou claim Im jocking, claim Im on your dick, wheres your witnesses? If Im on your dick my name has got to be syphillisChorus:"if youre feeling lucky duck, then press your luck" - jeru"up up up and away cuz I dont play clown" - kool g rap"if youre feeling lucky duck, then press your luck" - jeru"buck buck buck take that witcha on the way down" - kool g rapVerse two: fat joeAs we proceed to lock it down, dont get it fucked upWe be the kings of the boogie downAll we do is spark izm and get cashTortuing mcs like that warden up in alcatraz (bo! bo! bo! bo!)Its fat joe, yo you know my steeloGet so much love, Im payin sixteen on a kiloSendin niggaz outta town, still got control of the boogie downNow how the fuck you sound? (yeahhh)Aint no army that could harm me or bomb meCmon g you clowns aint got a fucking thing on meIm flashy like white linen (tell em)Your rap is under pressure like two outs tied score in the ninth inningIm down with kris and aint no stopping meIm out for bronx and monopoly with chicks on top of meIts my philosophy, but for now its in the corridorSlappin caps like a ball hittin hard to my laboratorThese motherfuckers dont want it(word to mother joe, these niggaz dont want it!)ChorusVerse three: krs-oneMerrrcy, you wanna serve me but you aint worthyMy style is too curvy, what you tellin meBut your flimsy ass will go home after the battle and find Im your bossWith krs-one up in your memoryI know your kind, you rap writeYoure mr. john gotti the don, but youre just another bwotty monTelecro bwotty mon, how you collectRap magazine dating back to, tougher than leatherThe only reason you got, such an extensive rap collectionCuz most of your rap mags are all stuck togetherWatch what you sayin, watch what you sayWhen your skull gets cracked, whatcha gonna say crackhead? Your file is dead, kneel to the rap God in bedFore I slap you way back in the dayz like ahmadDont get me fed up, or vexed up, cuz youll get set upMy crew dont let up, I be dead up in this piece (tell em)Recognize its blastmaster krs-oneFor ten years, fat joe, chillin on the east

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