Текст песни Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo f Ant Live, Fred - Wanted: Dead or Alive
Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo f Ant Live, Fred - Wanted: Dead or Alive слова песни
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"[Large Professor]ListenYou get upset, when you hear the Large Professoron your girl`s cassette, deck, expectnothin comin soft, cause I`ll never throw weaker blowsI`ll kick you in your [ass] and your breath`ll smell like sneaker solesNow how`s that for a fixin?You`d better rather go to Roy`s, cause I ain`t kickin science fictionI kick a size nine sneaker or bootChop chumps to stumps, and they remain mi-nuteThe Sheik, I get deep, and always leave with the wet meatBecause of my technique, I`m the one you let speakI collect crops and props like spinachI`m vintage, your single sums up to a ten inchMy soul brother Van Paul and Pete Rockkeep the funk flowin until the last beat stopsThe soul man, can`t have you leavin on a stretcherProbably, have you leavin in leather, I catch a bodyfrom wreckin slum rappers, but to be frankI don`t give a [fuck] I got money in the bank "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"[Freddie Foxxx]This is the stage of triple-Xwhen you`re sittin by your radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx goes next"Those beholdin the words of a masterfind mental disaster, as I kick it fasterWhoever opposes me, and what I feelmight find their legs bein replaced by steelThis is a brand new year, and the penalty is deathso there won`t be a lot of suckers leftI grab the mic, and I load it like a long four-fifthhuh, and dare you to riffor even sneeze as I blow you to your knees, have you curled upin a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth diseaseSpittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can`t stitchI got you screamin like a [bitch]I took your microphone, you can`t get it backbecause your rap was wackI`m comin fifty strong in an armored tankand takin money to the bank "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you ro.. rolled.."[Kool G. Rap]Kool G. Rap for your first selection, get up on itTo my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minuteCrooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addictionStop your diction you drop, the science fictionLet`s get specific you can`t get with itI`m too terrific and scientific, forget itdon`t even try to limp it, you`re not ready to make hitsYou still got a learner`s permitPoppin that [shit], you better sitHere`s a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and learnYou`re missin a turn, so you better get, concernedmy challenger, check the calendarI`m as live as a .45 caliber, Coltwith a silencer, wettin up, suckers I be settin upButton up, while I`m cuttin up, never lettin upI don`t link up, with suckers with raps that shrankThanks sonny, I`m takin money to the bank "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "Money in the bank, yeahhhh" "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"[Ant Live]One in the chamber, eight in the clipPull out a razor, watch your rhyme book ripIt`s Ant Live, liver and deliveries get liverwith G. Rap, and we`re the sole survivorsMC`s wanna try me, but can`t escape, my clutchToo much, caught in the ropes, like double dutchYou wanna run up, you better run up lightCause like a whorehouse shippin out [pussy] tonightBelieve me I ain`t goin out like a brick parachute