Текст песни Masta Killa - Grab the Mic
Masta Killa - Grab the Mic слова песни
[Masta Killa]Yeah, it`s like salutation, greetingLadies and gents, good eveningI`m the speaker for the eveningGet up out your chair, throw your hands in the airHave drinks on me, hit it slow, thoughEach to those, well potentSome particle, compound into one articleThe headline read, shall I proceed?Hell yeah, well let the turntable spinLike the chrome on the G wag` Benz, let`s begin[Chorus: Masta Killa]Aiyo, spit that shit, that make niggaz wanna lick they glockWhen I grab the microphone, I can`t stopTo drop that shit that make you get "ahh"Down on your face, with your the gun to your --Ladies in the club, they frontin` like --My brothers in the club, we try`nna get "ahh"[Masta Killa]Look, another smash hit, my niggaz from the boulevardEast New York squad, in the yard gettin` ripped`Least twenty five a clip, a hundred men stomp in ya faceThe wolves barkin`, careful, you might get trampledCaught flashin`, wrap him in the masking tapeJimmy Basking, murder was the case when the crowd break foolIron Mic Duel held down by the poolsideAlong came a spider, spun spools in a cypherScreamin` on your mic, leads spray from the sawed off pipeStenographer type, the ghetto hype slang, flow goldLike water off the brim when it rainIron Maiden, checkmating, no escaping, we takin` it[Chorus][Masta Killa]So terrorfyin`, so electrifyin`Ya`ll niggaz can`t deny, it`s so death defyin`Also, unique, it`s so much heatOn the turntable wax, when I speak on the beatOne-two, throw it up, like you came to gave it upDrop something in the collection cup, for the causeOf the sixteen bars, fast cars and jewelryFine silk, Cantanose wine make the rhyme shineBright on the seven continentTake it to the fullest extentGo anywhere, and live[Chorus 2/3][Masta Killa]Yeah, P. Diddy, I know you dancin`Crowd still movin`, ladies groovin`When the God show and provin`[Outro: Masta Killa]Shit went something like that, I can`t remember how that go..Knawhatimean?