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Текст песни Lord Finesse f KRS-One - No Gimmicks

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[ KRS-One ]Lord Finesse and Blastmaster KRS-OneLyrical styles weigh a tonLord Finesse, we know you got skillsCome into the cypher and buildChill out, all MC I killCome down[ VERSE 1: Lord Finesse ]Check it out, come on, here`s your chance to swingWith some ill muthafuckas, we don`t dance and singIn `95 we out-jinglinServin `poetic justice` without that nigga John SingletonI do my thing while the fans be jealinHey yo, I`m so dope, you better tap your man and tell himI don`t fake moves, I scrape crews, I make brothers break foolJust give me a beat with a bass grooveI`m mad funky, ask the expertsCause I make you bob your head until your muthafuckin neck hurtSo don`t ask me to match, geeCause if you ain`t real, I`m bringin it to your face like acneNow rappers run scams and flim-flamsOn how they be gettin loose when they rusty like a tin manThey rap fast, tryin to stack cashBut on the reel to reel, yo, they still soundin half-assedYellin and screamin like they got somethinWhen they don`t got nothin, so them niggas need to stop frontinTalkin how they be raggin shitWhen I don`t know if them niggas are rappin or talkin muthafuckin ArabicThey act so ill, they no frillsThey should go chill, they all mouth with no skillsWhen I`m around y`all feel funnyCause I`m young makin funds like Shaquille O`Neal, moneyYou want any drama? You better wear plenty armorI cut that ass like the chef at Benny Harner`sThe funky man`s in it to win itWe gotta keep it real yo, no muthafuckin gimmicksWhoever make a hit they the best (That`s a gimmick)You sell records based on how you dress (That`s a gimmick)Hey yo, that tongue-twistin shit, that`s kinda fresh (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you`re soft but you`re frontin like you`re stressed? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you`re only into rap to get paid? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you`re yellin and screamin up on stage? (That`s a gimmick)When your career is numbered by days? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when your lyrical style is just a faze? (That`s a gimmick)[ VERSE 2: KRS-One ]I guess yes y`all, to the beat y`all, bring in the street Let me put my beeper on `vibrate`, so won`t hear it beepRepresentin the street, concrete what I speak, yeah, I live itLet it be known, KRS is not about a gimmickI grab the mic and rip it, meanwhile they stallinI raise the mic stand, because I`m tall and I keep the crowd callinI`m not like those other rappers talkin about the caps they peelPunk, I battle MC`s for realFuck a record deal when you`re still into hip-hoppinWith your country ass, sound like you`re still pickin cottonYou get thrown across the room in that direction, listenThe lyrical teacher`s not the one you should be checkinThis is my eara, or era or eera, whatever, I`m mad cleverI shoop, you doop, you doop like Salt-N-PepaLyrical terror, you should never ever come for mineWhen I rhyme I clean up MC`s with the fresh smell of pineI got skills, and it showsYou could slow or speed up the tempo, your style is fake like Janet Jackson`s noseI`m sellin that real live shit, and you could get hurtYou`re sellin that fake shit like the Home Shopping NetworkYou got a lotta rhymes to battle in a secondBut frankly the bottom line is: where`s your hit record?You claim I`m jockin, you claim I`m on your dick, where`s your witness?If i`m on your dick, my name has got to be syphilisI come with lyrical physical fitnessTwo months from now you will have bit thisWatch me light that ass up like ChristmasDon`t let me come out on that assStart flippin the lyrics I be kickinBe hotter than curry chickenSo whether from the east or from the westThere`s no other KRSI got forceI came to your town to set it offSo when Finesse goes `hit it`I`ll never mimickKRS-One could never use a gimmickWhen you`re ridin the next rapper`s dick (That`s a gimmick)When you`re R&B, and then you cold flip (That`s a gimmick)Start rhymin hardcore just to get a hit (That`s a gimmick)When yout get over, but your skills ain`t shit (That`s a gimmick)When you rap, but you don`t have soul (That`s a gimmick)When you cross over just to go gold (That`s a gimmick)When you`re not a gangster, but portrayin a role (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you shape in somebody else`s mould? (That`s a gimmick)[ VERSE 3: Lord Finesse ]Man your station, cause the clan you`re facinIs steppin to you trash muthafuckas like sanitatianI shoot and throw rhymes, the whole nine when it`s showtime (What up, kid?) Brothers know I can hold mineOn the real I got rhymes skillsWhen the time`s ill I`m blowin up spots like a minefieldBrothers front with they chest outBut words from Finesse`s mouth`ll leave them niggas stressed outThey make me sick to my stomach(So put it on em, kid!) Them muthafuckas don`t want itThey can`t see me, believe meThey all phoneys, like them niggas that be wrestlin on tvYo, they`re nowhere near proAnd niggas couldn`t hang if they was muthafuckin scarecrowsNowadays a lotta rappers sound fakeTalkin that gangster shit, when they`re softer than a poundcakeSo why you`re frontin with the burner, kidWhen you done took more ass-whippins than fuckin Tina Turner didYou wanna front? So be itBut fuck beatin around the bush, I just speak how I see itMe fall off? That shit`s deadThat`s not happenin, kid, so get that shit through your thick headI`ll never sellout (What?) You head rightI`ll never cross over (Aight!) Word lifeSo when I said it, peep the methodIf I never go gold but get credit, I won`t sweat itIn `95 we all in itWe gotta keep it real, yo, no muthafuckin gimmicksWhat`s when you rap and don`t appreciate the art? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you sell out just to get a start? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you make bullshit just for the charts? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you rap, but it`s not from the heart? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you`re hardcore, then you turn pop? (That`s a gimmick)When you steal ideas to get props? (That`s a gimmick)When you sell out to be on top? (That`s a gimmick)What`s when you front like you`re hard, but you`re not? (That`s a gimmick)[ KRS-One ]Now let this be a lesson to all MC`sAnd DJ`sAnyone that come across the line will have to payReal hip hop is in effectReal hip-hop is in effectReal hip-hop is in effectGive it respectWe catch wreck

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