Текст песни Heltah Skeltah and Saukrates - Duck Down Presents
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"The-the Ultimate MC, what?"[Rock]Ha, Al Catraz, who that, some call him RockYo, one shot`ll make you Jump like House of Pain or Kriss KrossPlayin hopscotch, I got the mach` babyEven when I was small, I still hit crazy hard like a 3-80And I hate these fakin MC`s, pleaseFlee or your temperature drop more degreesThen a five presenter dressed in a young ass jacketIn the winter, wit no independent casket for this rap shit[Ruck]Behold the pale horse, I see death in your futureWit thoughts connect, it`s best to step `fore I shoot yaBack in the days, I knew Ruck would RuckCouldn`t wait that long so I jacked Michael J. FoxSince the death of the Delorian, I been best performin inColiseum and stadiums, holdin the war palladiumsAin`t no funny vibe from this 25 year oldUltimate MC, test me if you hold"The-the Ultimate MC, what?" (4X)"The-the Ultimate"[Saukrates]Chemistratin street ruckus wit my nouns and verbsHated the real muthafuckas wit a thirst for wordsMeditate wit me dude, alone in my own zoneCome and get high, my shit`s homegrownBionic, hydroponics, I rap til I`m blue like SonicDeliveries, monotonic, but my style`s octophonicI hate to say, but you weak and your styles prosaic, manIf rhymin was fightin, I be TysonAnd all ya niggas better think, cuz right now ya runnin wit sphinxCuz you`re weak son, I take my time to teach oneOf the meet one`s, or reach oneIllamatic rap addict, on some death of Caesar dramaticsIt`s never fluke yo, so don`t panicYou can go to any other planet, and any weather you can runBut can`t run forever, so whatever"The-the Ultimate MC, what?" (4X)"The-the Ultimate"[Saukrates](Feelin it, ya niggas give a peep, in my manuscript)I`m the muthafuckin pimp, the microphone is my b-i-itchAnd you the John about to make a nigga r-i-ichNow get wit this, funk arithmeticIf you outside make a sw-i-itch, and step inside the ab-y-yssNigga come ill, don`t tr-i-ip, say it againYou the John about to make this nigga r-i-ichMan, my finger pump it, hard to res-i-istFind you nitch, nigga, hold that, my trigga finger start to i-i-itch(Diggin your ditch) Yea I`m on the mound wit a butane fireballBetter duck the wild p-i-itch, I`m sick wit itYou will never fly, you`re a ostr-i-ichUh, be on ya back like a rash, I`m the i-i-ishBank is, bank is closed, for my skrilla for the n-n-ni, rip-rip it"The-the Ultimate MC, what?" (4X)"The-the Ultimate"