Текст песни Foreign Exchange f Joe Scudda - Raw Life
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[Verse 1: Phonte]Rock to the rhythm, back and forth like a pendulumSwingin` to the beat, competition don`t mention `emA full course emcee, y`all just continentalPosted at the bar, but you only copped the minimumWhile lookin` at me like what the fuck`s gotten into himThey can`t get a handle on the solid foundation me and mines is standin` onBringin` it live with no disguise or camoflaugeDropped "The Yo-Yo" and stopped niggaz from puttin` sandles onWe handle ours from bookin` the rhyme management, killin` the wack and nowYou a prime candidate for the weak shit that make the crowd stand inanimateBut at our shows they stand adamant`Te got the corner blitz on got your quarterback scramblin`Checkin` the sidelines to see just what the fuck is happenin`You wanna get my playbook and examine itConnected - $12.99 plus shippin` and handlin`, nigga![Chorus]Check it outEverybody wanna walk like talk likeFuck around get etched out in chalk likeDown south, homeboy, we do it all nightTell me what you really know about this raw life[repeat][Verse 2: Joe Scudda]Yo, cats I`m done with youFrom Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with youGet it in with you, forget youPut your little album outWho really cares what your shit do (Not me)Fall off in a year who gonna miss you (Not me)While everything `Te and Scudda do is officialAnd when you gonna learn, play with fire get burnedSettle down, kiddo, wait your fuckin` turnGo back to the lab, get your rhymes rightAnd don`t be mad because we juxed your limelightGot your own team sayin` our shit bangOver here, over there, that`s The Foreign ExchangeAin`t nothin` you can pull, try, do, or fuckin` sayWith cats rippin` over-seas tracks by NicolayThis shit gon` blow, I`ll tell you how the shit`ll goWith Joe Scudda and Tiggalo the Rap Gigolo[Chorus][Verse 3: Phonte]I feel a sense of urgency when I write nowI`m rap Scottie Appleton, you new jack niggaz should pipe downMeshed rhymes and beats deliver my life soundsThat got these A&R`s tryin` to figure the price outAnything less than six, niggaz, it`s lights outDon`t try to make me feel like I need youI saw you later signin` ????The whole shit was see throughHe couldn`t draw a crowd with a paintbrush and a easleStay tuned for the sequelAnd if we meet in public, won`t be none of that PC shit like nice to meet youI spit with no prejudiceThought kissin` ass was in my bloodtype, Oh (O) negativeYou can bet, it`s a style that`s embedded in the streetsIt`s a prime factor, puttin` the smash on y`all like middle linebackersNigga, save your back talk for the chiropractorYou fuckers know just what I`m after[Chorus]