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Master Ase

Can`t Stop the Bumrush

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Here it comes(Come on everybody) --> Run-DMCYeah, here it comes(Come on everybody)Yeah, here it comes(Come on everybody)Here it comes(Come on everybody)The bumrush[ VERSE 1: Master Ace ]Strike up the band and hear the planOf the Master man as I stand and cast aShadow on MC`s, you`re small like fleasCan`t get with these rhymes, so pleaseStep back, no need to actRetarted, cause once I get started the impactIs thorough, Brooklyn is the burroughFind a fly cutie and squeeze all over her, ohSnap, she tried slappin, then guess what happenedJumped all on it when she saw me rappinAnd rockin, g`s I`m clockin, knees I`m knockinEase, freeze, put a sock inYour rap, cause you ain`t crapTalkin `bout you`re dapYellin and swellin when you really need a slapTo the grill, yo, you better chillRhymes start to pour, you don`t need a refillWill, you ever sweeten up your skill?Your rhymes are sour like dillIll, take em back to the drawing boardCause they`re wackI place your rhymes in the sackI slept and I slept and you kept tryin to mack?But you ain`t nimble, JackTried to jump the candle but you can`t handleThe flame, you got burned and learned that the nameMaster Ace turns heads to his heartAnyone tries to flam gets barredOr get scarred, yo, it`s oddBelievin that you`re even? (Ha!) Now which cardDid I pull, I keep rhymin till you`re fullThen I wear you out just like a woolSweater, itchier than ( ? ) winterYou can`t prevent the go-getter from scorinSuckers I`m floorin, cities I`m tourinNo, I`m not a pimp but I still got em whorin(Amazin) to any occasion I`m a riserI`ma suprise a crowd like a geyserAnd gush, take your wack rhymes and flushCause yo, you can`t stop the bumrushYeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come) --> Run-DMCYeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come)Yeah, here it comes(Here it kiddy-come-come)The bumrush[ VERSE 2: Master Ace ]Never am I done, but suckers keep tryin to flipYo, drip-drop the spatula, zip up your lipAnd things, kings, I never knew oneBut one never knows, do one?Get into one, rhyme at a timeThat`s cause I`m ready to climbTo the top, I never stopThen go like a slow-movin objectProvin I kept no repI simply take a stepAll of those that slept are in jep`And, this here bumrush is plannedAction Posse in effect, understand?Mister, for your tongue here`s a twisterI came with a girl but dissed herBad, she made me madInto ever fad, and style in the pile, so I hadTo treat her, like a child and seat herHad to Baker like my name was AnitaDamn (What?) Guess what, the girl tried to flam(Word?) So I made her feel like grammCracked her stale and dryBut I didn`t smack her, I winked my eyeAnd said, "Yo peace, geese, hit the roadHop along, Cassidy, make like a toadAnd croak," yo, the girl brokePulled out a shank and then tried to poke(Nah...) That`s when she went too farShe tried to go all out like a starAnd shine, I went for mineThis kid was on a trip, so in lineIs where I put her, then I told her to hushCause yo, you can`t stop the bumrushYeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come)Yeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come)Yeah, here it comes(Here it kiddy-come-come)The bumrush( *DJ Action cuts up* )(Here it come, here it come, here it kiddy-come-come)[ VERSE 3: Master Ace ]Fly girls I adore, others I ignoreWhen it comes to joints it`s points I like to scoreLayin down the law, just like a judge in courtYou got a grudge, you got taughtA lesson, never half-step in this professionEspecially if it`s somethin that you`re fresh inStop messin, you`re playin games like the RedsMoney I`m earnin as I`m turnin your headsBring on your crew, I ride em like sleighsThen I play em out just like they was KedsSo go get your Freds, your Barneys too, and then soonEvery cartoon in your crew`ll be a gonerCause once I get upon aBrother, I smother, yet you front like you wannaCome, you young bum, you little crumbYou`re from the slum, come, you must be dumbIf you ever thought you were clever, I say neverYour rap floored, standin on the trap doorI`ma pull a lever to my dungeonYou`re fallin you`re callin, you`re small andDeep into the hole I watch you plunge inPoor child, I grin, then I smileWhile you`re bein eaten by a crocodileYou lost, you`re done, it cost ya, sonEatin mush, cause you can`t stop the bumrushYeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come)Yeah, here it comes(Here it come, here it come)Yeah, here it comes(Here it kiddy-come-come)Bumrush[ VERSE 4: Master Ace ]I`m malicious, vicious when it come to a duelAnd any titty who gets witty, I pity the foolCause you get smacked up, if you act upYou get traction, Action`s got me backed upI`m kinda slim, but never hear the ladies complainI`m slinky trim, I`m wicked but I never inflicted any painCause I`m chill, I do with easeIn fact, the only ones I hurt was the ones that like to flirt and teasePlease, that`s for strippers(Cinderella...) take off the glass slippersAnd the gown, please don`t frown or make a sound(Lay down) on the bed or on the groundI like the bed and I like the arms bound by the headAnd now it`s time to poundFill my mouth with the big juicy roundsFlesh yes and put my hand across her moundHer curly hair, yeah, now you hound like a poundI use the pillow, so the screams can be drownedThen you smile cause you came to my townMaster Ace was the one that you foundTo make your face red, like Steady Pace said(Yo, her face look flushed)I said yo, she can`t stop the bumrush

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