Текст песни KRS-One f Tone Def - Clear `Em Out
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[KRS-One] Uh! Domingo[Tone Def] Domingo y`all[KRS-One] Uh! Tone Def[Tone Def] It`s Tone Def y`all[KRS-One] Whoo![Tone Def] Yeah (WITH K-R-S)[KRS-One] Word Up[Tone Def] And it goes like this[KRS-One] Here We Go[Chorus]Let`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out[KRS-One]I am the incarnation of what you doWhen you try to forget KRS, I try to forget youYou tired of me saying what`s real hip hopWell I`m tired of you biting my shit to go popThis is why we need hip hop history`Cause if we had it, you knew you shouldn`t get with meI`m free, I don`t need MTVI could smash your click like 1-2-3You think I care if you plat-in-umWhere I come from, we be slappin` em` uhSales dont make you the authorityIt only means you sold out to the white majorityWhat you know about seniority you ain`t majorYa whole album appeals to little second gradersGrow up already, before I slap that hinyAnd put you out of work like Tavis SmileyI got that razor tounge, you be on the ground with paramedics saying "We can`t save this one"I stay alert like red, you keep sucking me uh `cause you think I`m aheadBut you ain`t street soldier, I`ll take one of ya membersCut off his head and send it to Lisa EversWe will be here for ever and ever and everWhile you`ll be over by next September[Chorus]Let`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out[Tone Def]We got a million DMX`s, a thousand Jay-Z`sA hundred Eminem`s and two million Master P`sBut I think for drastically, `cause Tone Def always flow with originality, that`s the way it has to beAnd if you patchin` me for the first or the third timeAnd even if you search wide for new stylesYou still ain`t never heard mineWith the thrust of a turbine, I blur byMost of y`all niggas can`t really get with meBut I know your girl sure tryBut that`s alright, `cause you probably prefer guys to fur pieThat`s why your shorty turned bi, she like that silky stir fryWith her skirt hiked to an absurd heightShe by the curb like, "Don`t swerve alright"If you got the wood she got the termitesIt`s Tone Def, the vocalism more tread than a dirt bikeCats be like ram ya tounge is rough, "Yo that hurts right?"I blurt my explanation on my worst night, last heard that twelve micsthought I was siamese `cause you got served twiceI don`t want to hear about your perp lifeForced to record CBS just to remember what it`s like to surviveYou hypocritical types a pitiful willin` to serve liesTo reserve ice, but need to work for Adidas to earn stripesMy first strike, leave you with burned eyes all for the turn-pikeAnd man be looking for you surfside armored the search lightMost cats that use the term nice never been in a word fightDon`t think you just observe for return priceWell your church might[Chorus]Let`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out[KRS-One]See I could care less if you carry a gatYou a liar brothers getting locked for thatAll that olympic size pool you could drown in thatI`m a true school cat and I`m proud of thatYou could see me decked out in a gown and capWhile you killin` our people with a pound of crackWhat you think player, you ain`t going down for thatYour lyrics prove you ain`t looking out in factYou a traitor and the worst kind at thatIn the future your kids gonna account for thatWe will never stop spittin` the facts no troubleHe forgot about the struggle, I`m bringing it backI ain`t mad or angry or any of thatAll I know is my people died so I could rapAnd what we do when we spit nigga, bitch, ho, dickWe need to switch that to my brother, my sister quick[Chorus]Let`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em OutLet`s take these rappers out, No doubtOn the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubtHaven`t they figured it out, No doubtDon`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out