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Текст песни Illegal f A.G., Lord Finesse - On Da M.I.C.

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[Jamal]To set it off I got the proper ammunitionThe skills are profession, versatility and great determinationTo rip any MC who tests the ill little juvenileKicking styles, outcast child nowI`m sending a message to all you little MC`s out thereI`m bout to cause y`all many frights and nightmaresAnybody dissing, we seeingWe taking it to you lyrically physically, so don`t underestimate usIllegal`s going for the kill, there`s no mercyAnd the effect will be you lying in emergency, you heard meIf you ain`t true to your hip-hop, we`ll hit you with a bang-bangAnd then boogie when your body drops, hopsGive me my props, who got my props, you got my props?You don`t want to see a shorty go reach for his glockAnd I ain`t talking about that glock that popI`m talking about the ill lyrics that I`m throwing off the top like 1 to the 2 to the 3 (On the M-I-C!) (Repeat 4x)[Lord Finesse]Peace to Illegal and A.G.(Yo who the Funky Man?) Y`all brothers better say meNot a tall guy, a small fryYo I`m all live, making more noise than a .45And I`m naughty, far from cornyGot game for the shorties, tackle skins like a 40Plus I got the hyper rhymesWhen you say "Lord Finesse" yo brothers know I`m nice with mineI be around like a time zoneMess around get your mind blown, I`m brighter than rhinestonesAnd when I roll like an avalancheEven Ray Charles can see clown rappers don`t have a chanceI grab the mic and start acting illYo I`m strapped to kill, all the brothers with no rapping skillsThrow away mt shoes, they don`t fit ya, get the picture?Yo check it out, while I hit you with the[A.G.]You`re a fake hip-hopper trying to ruin itSee other brothers doing itSo now you wanna put your little two in itPlaying games, I`m a start saying namesFor selling rap`s a trap, for the money, honey, the fameWon`t flip-flip, yes I`m on a hip-hop hooray tipCrabs better lay quick, shhhh, or get your face splitBass lines be burying, your beats are hurry-hurryShow beats is cream, the meanest team never worryPicasso with a mic so watch me paint, GAnd if my boots don`t have a tree then it ain`t meSee I was raised in the ghetto, seen everything you could imagine>From robbing to stealing, looting, shooting, and the stabbingChill around the way I can`t refuse it, I choose itAnd maintain the pain and use it in my musicWhat I`m saying is hip-hop comes from way back>From childhood to manhood then comes the fat trackShowbiz & A.G., massive wreck we catch>From Dallas, Tex, to T-Next, then I`m back to the BXRecord on record, showstoppers don`t knock usAnd give out propers to the real hip-hoppersBrand Nubians, Grand Puba, and BDPThe Hit Squad, the Lench Mob, the Flavor U-N-I-TGreg Nice, Smooth B, Tribe Called Quest, Killa GGangStarr, Ice Cube, of course D.I.T.C.The whole flavor tour of 19 Naughty 3Jamal and Malik is Illegal and the Kid Capri 1 to the 2 to the 3 (On the M-I-C!) (Repeat 4x)[Malik]Next up to flex, snapping necks, catching wreckWhen I finish this flow, you`ll regret that threatKicking rhymes at all times, with my brothers from the NorthNever see me slipping, always ripping as they`re falling offDon`t sleep on me or try to eat me upCause I`m raw, real rough & rugged rhymes on the regularWhere`s your girl? Hold up, she`s screaming cause I`m sticking herMaking this game come down, outta the hypeI got a call from Redman, he says "Tonight`s Da Night"So Finesse bring the fat track and I`m sure to rock itI`m living for hip-hop, I`m killing because of hip-hopYou can`t write your own hits, get get stopped in hip-hopOr drop, giving your rocks, sinking shots, off your feetCause the L-I-L M-A-L-I-K can`t be beatAnd A-B-C, ha, is easy as 1-2-3, yeahAs soon as the Lord on the beat, I couldn`t even speakJust wrote all night, so I can rip the micLike this and like that, and I never will come wackSo peace to A.U. and I`m out like that, it goes 1 to the 2 to the 3 (On the M-I-C!) (Repeat 4x)

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