Текст песни Kool Keith - Stop Frontin
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[Kool Keith]I wanna talk about Hollywood mon, y`know?[Chorus]Everybody`s leasin, dey frontinCar payments, dey wantinEverybody`s on the phone, dey somethin(So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)[Chorus][Kool Keith]You`re not that good on TechI`ma ask Sway, the Fantastic 4 every dayWe know the worst rapperIf you hear the same records too much, get off the dizzickoYou got men that suck the station offA group of men and women that pay for airplayThat hit the station off on air daySuck the program director`s nutsThe right hand is slippery, relationship to DJIf he`s cautious, he`ll go the other wayA West 4th Street connectionBut payola baby need affectionWatch everybody in the music gameThere`s an undercover lover kissin, ask LenaYou got the contract, the label not satisfiedEverybody flout, spent 9 million to go goldAsk Benny MedinaThey flop, he flop, you know they got droppedwith an option to sign againYou jackasses won`t never sing a rhyme againFrontin on "That`s How I`m Livin," in the mansionPapers on your floor, you break out like RobinYou saw the international star, with Miss GivensStraight behind takeout Jamaican posse with mad triggers[Chorus](So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)[Chorus](So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)[uncredited rapper]I come with the clique if you slip get clippedMoney be flipped, the dope we shipFrom Beach Street to DancehallMake the call, play the mall, we buy it allThis O.G. don`t respect a suspectYou`re low-tech, squash you like insectYou sniff blow, I count doughA pimp with lamp to glow or growGet crunk, you won`t make it to the trunkI`m all you want, your boy`s a punkPopular and Briz, hers and hisThe kid won`t fiz, the kid`s a whizYour career`s coma, Tommy MottolaOpiola, can`t help you it`s overYou`re dismissed, don`t return, hope you learnH-Bomb, 7th Veil, our turn[Chorus](So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)[Chorus][Kool Keith]He pays for the rotationYou pay for the relationYour lyrics weak, the DJ must playThe town suffers, the people laugh at your frustrationYour vocals need YugoslaviaYour rhyme need a vacationWhen you rap I flip through the dials18 million people change the stationSince the war, your rap`s been depressionIt`s causing cities to sufferKids buy your whack CD, the families feel inflationA recession like you the best and[Chorus](So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)[Chorus](So what you sayin, so what you sayin?)