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Текст песни Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five - King of the Streets

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Aaaaaaah!I`m the King of the Streets Y`allWhat, what, what are you? What are you? What are you? What, what, what are you? What are you? What are you stupid?To be bad to be born but born to be badThe best emcee the mic ever hadI always was famous but never a starA Don Juan, Perignon, Antoine, bourgeoisI`m bad without the big fancy carsAnd the Louis Vuitton to the Yves St. LaurentThe higher echelon and the body guardsNot like Prince and Michael I come up hardI`m the king of the streets I never meet my matchHanging out in the Fever with AJ ScratchPeople see me in the movies and on TVBut when they see me in the streets see that`s the real meSo, throw your hands in the airAnd wave `em like you just don`t careAnd if you wanna` rock a beat with the King of the StreetSay Yeah!The King, The KingWhat, what, what are you? What are you? What are you stupid?The King, The KingYou know, you know, you know what I`m sayingThe King, The KingWhat, what, what are you? What are you? What are you stupid?The King, The KingYou know, you know, you know what I`m sayingDriving my car wearing my jewelryYou can fool the public but you can`t fool meBecause you made a little album got a royalty checkBut your friends don`t give you no respectSpending my money using my styleThey wore my crown for a little whileThey went all around the world thinking their all thatBut when they saw me on the stage I took it right backCause I dress like a pimp and I work like a hoAnd rappin` is the only life I knowI got respect on the street so wherever I goAnd they only get respect when they doin` a showCause their young dumb try to get someIn the process forgot where they come fromBut what they can`t see while their running the gameIs that their friends and enemies are the sameCause united we stand divided you fallAnd I am love and love conquers allI love to turn on the mic and rock the houseand come on everybody and help me turn it outAnd just clap your hands to the beat y`allAnd let`s rock it with the king of the streets y`allYou know Melle Mel, you know I rock wellSay Yeah!What, what, what, whatWhat, what, what are you stupid?I`m here to take commandAfter I crush him I`m crushing his manI`m gonna` gather his whole crew in a bunchAnd give them all the Malachi crunchAnd when I rock them for the people to seeI`m gonna kick down his door and rock his familyHis girl, the nation, his whole generationAnd I`ll even give myself a rock sensationCause I never had a fight when I`m on the micI beat a bum like him up just the other nightWhen he opened his eyes all he could seewas the referee, the ceiling and meMy name is Melvin Glover, I love to be a loverI`m bad and I`m blessedI can always rock a sucker, sucker, sucker MC on the microphoneSo just give me the mic and get up off my throneWhat, what, what, what are youWhat, what, what, what are you stupid?I grew up in the city streetsWith holes in my clothes bummy shoes on my feetSometimes when I was hungry there was nothing to eatand other times in the winter there was no heatWe would all freeze it was ten degreesI would see my mother bow to her kneesShe cried then nod then prayed to GodThat times for the kids wouldn`t be so hardBut out on the streets a life was rougherThe dream of getting rich made a man tougherTwenty might get you forty, forty might get you eightyEighty for a lady that`s five foot shadyStaying in the gutter hanging with my brotherMy pop`s got so drunk he use to stutterBeat up on my mother, for no reason whyAnd to this day I try not to get highThe streets got it good so I should warn youThere`s a drug store setup right on the cornerSelling dope, smoke, smack and crack a lack a lackThe sess mess splif or the chunk chunky blackTemptation reached for my veinBut I didn`t let drugs overcome my brainBecause drugs rule the body and mess with your headAnd makes you part of the living deadBut I went to school and I learned too goodI learned to understand all that I could Thought I could skip a letter from l to zSo I took to the streets for my college degreeMy teachers were the hustlers, garbage and bumsMy class was survival and school was the slumsMath was counting money large candy no doubtAnd my homework was knocking sucker niggaz outGym was when I had to run from the copsAnd history was who was on topI would hear about the death of the neighborhood crooksI didn`t want to be in those history booksSo I got myself legal as easy as pieA legal crook got a suit and tieLike a crooked politician selling dreams and liesSo he can rob you blind then tell you whyGet the most for less then pocket the restKick backs, hit backs, invest your interestBuild a better bomb then raise the taxYou know the king would put the truth on waxBecause I`m the kind of king that`ll open doorsLet me live my life and you live yoursDo what you wanna` do and don`t hurt nobodyand come on everybody let`s party that partyand throw your hands in the airAnd wave them like you just don`t careAnd everybody just freak with the King of the StreetSay Oh Yeah!

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