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Текст песни Marley Marl f Masta Ase, Big Daddy Kane, - The Symphony Part II

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(Masta Ase)I`m about to run, run a race wit the rhythmIf you know the bass steps, dance, do it wit emGotta clock g`s, `cause the g`s worth a thousandWhen I kick these types of rhymes I`ll be housingAll I wanna be gonna be big shottiesBrothers ain`t wit it then I do it for the hottiesBut I know they wit it `cause they know I ain`t a phonyAnd it feels good like Tony, Toni, ToneAnd I like to kick a rhyme, rhyme for the peopleWanna reach the top, climb, climb to the steepleTop to high, well you best get a ladderSay you`re from the slum, well chum it don`t matterForget where your from, it`s all about where you`re goingMy name is Masta Ase and I don`t tip toeingNever saw fall, lose my grip, or take a slipMake a house call, hit a dip and then I skipBut not to my Loo, I never play hopscotchMusic man baby and the rhymes are top notchGotta try to uplift, lift the ghetto dwellerI try my best to never riff, riff wit a fellowMy brother sometimes trys to play it like tennisDennis, time to pull teeth like a dentistOh brother, brother, please don`t play itThe rhyme is prime everytime that I say itActions in effect, nothing change but the weatherJuice crew, nah, but we still rock togetherCraig G(Yo, I believe that`s me)Hey yo, Craig G(Yo, I believe that`s me)Hey yo, Craig G(Yo man I believe that`s me)Kick it 1,2,3(Craig G)Yo, once again a brother`s back to attract many age groupsSporting green and baige boots popping like the hula hoopYou step to me and you`ll be stepping to a death wishYou probably thought I`m soft, of course you never met thisI`m not a crazy man, gun token holiganBut pass a mic to me and rappers I`ll be doing inSo, yo, hit, slide to the left a bit`Cause I`m about to blow up in the `90`s and I bet you getJelly and think of trying to do meI work for my spot so don`t try to remove me`Cause I can swing a rap like a batter hits a fast ballPut on my track shoes and run right pass allAll the MC`s and wannabeesGet played like a ?plumbining?, crease in your leavesSo next time the wizard gives you soft as a heartDon`t step to me because I rip the shit apartNow this ain`t Mr. Rogers and I never play pretendSo think about it chump if you step to me againYo Big Daddy(Yo I believe that`s me)Hey yo Big Daddy(Yo I believe that`s me)Big Daddy(Well I guess that`s me)1,2,3(Big Daddy Kane)Uhn, damn, it`s true, I`m living mathematicAsiatic coming up on the microphone just like an addictMake the fit, 100% legitAs soon as I hit, oh shit`Cause I`m gonna make the audience applaud meAnd support me and award me when they saw meIn action wit my softy ginSharpen than any other instrumentThat archeologist can`t find, never known to mankind`Cause I`m a weird speciesAnd all you filthy mcnasty Mc`s couldn`t even see meYou`re too fragile to touch this mass styleGirls be running up saying, oh, you`re too bad childSo save your breath and exit stage leftBut treat before you meet defeat and greet deathyou any champion that even tries to touch thisWon`t even get the key that`s tied along, it`s dublessSee, I`m the wrong one to fuk witOh you still standing there(Yo, yo, look out duck kid)I`m deathing and bashing crash and smack MC`sAnd enemies wit these`Cause I make sure everything comes out smooth(Lil` Daddy Shane)But you know your little brother must deserve his grooveDrop something quick release a rhyme wit quicknessTo let MC`s know about my existenceAny Mc to last a minute is pure lucky`Cause I`m the baddest kid that you seen says ?Chuck?(Well Kool G Rap)(Yo I believe that`s me)So G RapYo I believe that`s me(So Kool G Rap)(Yo, I believe that`s me)1,2,3(Kool G Rap)Yo, straight out the muthafuking gutterI open my shutter, the butt ass brothersAnd rip `em up like a box cutterYou brush up I pull the triggerI figured nobody could digger, Milli Vanilli Ass niggaPrepare for shoot bear, I`m knocking boots dailyFools Irip `em out of their roots like Alex HaleyHere I come straight to the mouthI`m kicking it slick lyrics are harder than a dick inside a ho houseYour neighborhood hero`s a zeroI`m sending muthafukers on a midnight run like DeNiroSo here goes a rapper to the baffledFeels still gaffled, pressed up on your Adam`s appleReach for the pistol and you`re crazyTry to blast and I`ll be swinging that ass like Patrick SwayzeSaid he was frightened when I rock, they came in a flockWhat is this shit, New Kids on the CockWhen I battle, you need a paddleThe shit creeps deep, but since you`re riding on my dick, you need a saddleNo survivors, I spit `em out just like salivaWell, next stop, hello pop and i`m the driverSo faint rappers try to diss, you`re a little too proudBut niggas on white glows on my shit listDo your ass in like Kennedy`s assassinMurder the whole mass and, time to dress passionI float aloft like a sailor, hold you like clothesI got that ass sewned up just like a tailorKool G Rap, one in a millionYou`re rolling the dice and get sliced the fuked up like a SicilianA nigga can`t do shit for meG Rap and Marly Marl, I`m signing out on the symphony

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