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Текст песни Ice T - 409

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It`s time to start the party if ya`ll don`t mindMe and "E" clean our Adidas with 409He rocks the highs,I dog the bassYa wanna hear us rock?Here`s a taste!!!Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheeseUse miracle whip,I don`t like mayonnaiseI eat a can of beans,good for my heartAbout 1 a.m.,I always.....Far from me to bite anothers rhymeThey`re just too easy to writeI do`em two at a timeLike doggin` the wax and ya don`t quitAnd if you didn`t like that then suck my....Dictations how I write my rapsCold maxin` with two freaks upon my lapChillin` on the phone,bookin` more def showsAn` if the freaks get illy I smack the....Whole days of my life are spent inside my bedJust maxin` an` relaxin` like I`m at club medYa say you like this record,you think it`s fun?Party people get stupid we just begun!!!(break)You`re get,get,gettin` real stupidAs the beat hits your body get ill!!!You ain`t dumb you paid dollars to party go off!!The girl you`re dancin` with has got great hips bug out!!Go on homeboy and grab her.....Tape recorder turn up the bassNo time to waste just dog the placeR-R-R-Rocket like a missile in spaceEvil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil caseWe fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.ATo places close to home,far awayL.A.,New York,Detroit,MiamiIf I see a girl and like her then I let her see my....Jam rockin`s how I got my fame,Ice capital TEvil E`s his nameIf you can`t see who`s rockin` you must be blindYou better clean your gazelles with some 409!!!Go Ice get busy (x2)Go Evil Get busy (X2)Turn up your stereo,equalize trebleBass be kickin` stupid hard as metalOn the mic tonight that`s right your rhyme opponentM.C. Ice T just microphonin`33 and 1/3 revolutions per minuteThis record is def because my heart is in itVocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and preciseSpecial effects will be created by an editor`s spliceThe funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin`Bust a move to my groove work your body do somethin`No way in the world that you can deny my methodAs my record rotates,my words get more impressiveI`m an M.C., Evil`s my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A.C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slowNow Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the doughAs the record revolves money`s gettin` madeA.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it`s playedI chill in def leathers pure silks and suedeAnd the gold around my neck will never fadeDown with my Syndicate organized rhymeKickin` def tempos that I designAnd if you can`t hear`em thats such a crimeYou better wash your dirty ears with some 409I always rhyme elite,stay on beatTravel in a posse when I walk the streetLoved to say my rhymes when I used to maxNow I don`t speak much,I save my words for waxI just wanna make a little point in this songWith a little nonsense we can all get along and on and onTill the break`a break of dawnThis jam will never play out because the grooves too strongGuys grab a girl,girls grab a guyIf a guy wants a guy,please take it outsideI wanna make ya enjoy yourselfOn the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else?Evil`s on the cuts,Henry Gee`s shot gunIslam`s my producer,Bambattas sonBronx Style Bob`s cold watchin` my backMelle Mel`s just layin` for some punks to act wackGrandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La RockRed Alert,Chuck Chill OutIf you`re down with my crew you will be fineBut if you ill we`ll get dirty-bring your 409!!(BREAK)409......

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