Текст песни Kid Capri f BizMarkie - Get `Em
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[BizMarkie]Let me tell youYo CapriYou know I just want you to say a couplejust a couple rhymes thoughNaw nah nah nahI just want you just say one rhymefor the crew, for everybodyJust just kick it like.. this[Kid Capri]SO WHAT, if the tweeters begin to screamIf the bass sounds funky then you know what I meanKid Capri got a crazy dope unique styleI`m givin shouts to the brothers on Riker`s IsleNow soon, you will know, who is the masterIn five minutes, you will be sureIt`s the same old routine, all of your are listeninAnd, you, want, MOREWe talk about sex? Sure I get a lot of itNow, tell me, what else I can get out of itThe name is Kid Capri, and sure you don`t like itSeems very funny, while all of you bite itNot here to impress you or anyone elseOnly thing I gotta do is impress myselfNow I know you other rappers wanna diss me hardJust because the Kid Capri, is doin his jobI don`t fear no evil, I don`t even like youJust wanna know, why you wanna bite youdirty imitator, perfect perpetratorSaid you`re good, sucker rapper I`m greaterYou said you`re fly, but why are you dyin?First you was laughin, now you are CRYINSeems to me you wanna call in a truceYou had to learn the hard way that Kid Capri gets looseSnatchin down suckers, all in that orderPolice gettin banned, from crossin the borderYeah I get tough don`t make this a issueMy name is Kid Capri, K.C. is my initialsSucker MC`s violatin my powersStudyin my style, for hours, and hoursComin in here, tryin to battle the kingAnd I say to myself what a ding-a-lingYeah, Lords of Funk better than beforeTakin belts from chumps, walkin out the doorTry to step to the Kings but you didn`t know howWell the Lords is back, so whatcha gonna do now?I got a beef with those that try to, show that assand try to, diss on my brothers, from back in the pastYou`re a kid that didn`t know you would, be a starBut now, rip you to shreds no matter who you areFirst of all, your style, PLEASE explainwhy do you always wanna sound like Big Daddy Kane?Or KRS-One, or even RakimTo tell the truth you`re just like ALL the rest of themTell me WHY you wanna bite somebody else that`s greatI got one word for it: IMITATE!You brag and boast about how good you areand how you struggled, so hard, to be a starSweatin mellow fellow rappers that`s down with the crewGive it a couple of days, you`ll be sweatin me tooYou see rap rotates like a spinnin wheelOne day you`re fake, the next day you`re for realYou got NERVE, who gave you, the right to biteany style, another entertainer reciteLet`s face it tell the truth, I`m Kid CapriI`m a person, a lot of y`all wish you could beI took him out I took them out, and the rest of his crewAnd if I took them all out, THEN WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?PLEASE, get away don`t even think of it boyI`m not doin it for pay, I`m doin it for joyJust, get on your knees, and beg for lessand say to hell with it man, Kid Capri`s the bestI rock on, cause I`m the best of the WestI rock on with the triple that`s on my chestI rock on, and as I get on downand I can take an adverb and make it sound like a nounAh yes yes y`all, it gets fresher than flyKid Capri is in the house and you wonder whynobody else could rock a party, like meThe original, tapemaster Kid CapriSo check it out.. Yo Capri, Capri that was def Yo, slam the headphones, we outta here Peace