Текст песни Kurupt - Step Up
Kurupt - Step Up слова песни
Daz:Aw yeah!Right about now it`s time to get busyHuh, straight out the box, nonstopKurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I(Wait a minute, um)Crooked I:This is the art of, manslaughterWhen I`m rockin` I`m more shockin` than droppin` a boom box in bath waterYou entered the wrong scuffleYou catchin` a chrome buckleI uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knucklesDeliver the sick verbalsMy shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground, your body spin around, in six circlesDiminishin` infamous menacesI`m waitin` to get dicced, if not, I`m a start finishin` innocentsLyrics (lyrics), I`m breezin the regionFreezin g`s in your legionFreakin` ancient techniques when I`m speakin` phoenicianIt`s all about CrookedThese bitches shout CrookedI`ll make you say the West Coast aint shit without CrookedI own a vicious label, niggas`ll get disabled When I`m spittin` rhymes written on project kitchen tablesI load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at yaNow that`s for Crooked I, the scrap happy, mic snatchaDaz:Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh?Can you fucc with this?Let`s get Kurupt the Kingpin to fucc y`all niggas upY`all don`t wanna see none of this west coast MC shitYeah, how you like me now motherfucker!?!Kurupt:Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, startsThe storm, my vocals float like artsIn the mystic state of mind, when I create a rhymeMy microphone massacres every year the same timeWith audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talkerUp against the microphone night stalkerWith a tendency of bashing MCs, like ten of meAs you can see I continue mashin` MCsCaboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearerExtra-terrestrial microphone terrorIn effect, get infectedTell me what the fucc you expectedThese venemous injectionsI leave whole sections, and sections full of injectionsFrom these poisenous melodies and selectionsI select the methods of slow anguishI mangle shit with my languageTell me, have you ever seen one elope With the microphoneIn a scandal like abilities to make MCs explodeBaboom, alone in my own zoneSo don`t compare me to none Not one`s nearly Severe, cuz I severely, impare MCsNear me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theoriesSincerely, I could have the spot lockedNiggas get stoned for touching microphones with no knowledge on how to rockDaz:Yeah, back in effect, it don`t stopTurn your speakers up, DJ Battlecat on the tableWe fuckin` it up like this and like that, yeahGot my homeboy Xzibit in the motherfuccin` houseAlkaholiks!Xzibit:When I was enlistedI came to the table double fistedSadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemiesBust shots up in the sky screamin` obsenitiesMake niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to ItalyIt`ll be, a cold day in Hell when you see Xzibit failAct like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and runSee we do it how it can`t be doneI`m the rough cut, plus how the west was wonOr direct descendant of the gatling gunDon`t test me son, you fucc around and catch you oneThat aint a threat, that`s a promise I can definitely keepYou can`t compete wit` 25 niggas wit` heat in the streetReady to repeat, round after after round at youAll hell break lose when the whole Pound come throughI found that you and yours, can never fucc wit` mineI own shit but gimme some more like Busta RhymesCross the line, now you gotta pay the piperI`m The Alkaholik sniper, that be keepin` the crowds hyperIt`s ashes to ashes and dust to dustCan`t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plusMy Dogg KuruptDaz:Yeah, no shitYeah, y`all can`t fucc wit` thatThat`s what I`m talkin` aboutWest coast, we been doin` this shit for yearsAint nothin` happenin` wit` thatBattlecat(Don`t step up)Right, right(Don`t step up, unles you wanna get hurt)Huh, huh, huh(Get get get get hurt)Whatcha sayMotherfuccas that be hangin` in the battle(Get hurt, get get get get hurt)That`s what I`m talkin` aboutDaz Dillinger(Don`t step up, unless you wanna get hurt)Break it down, break it down Huh(mixed with Battlecat`s scratching)Motherfuccas can`t fade this shit