Текст песни MC Serch - Scenes From the Mind
MC Serch - Scenes From the Mind слова песни
Once upon a time ago, long before commercializedBeats became sysnthesized and little girls were mezmerizedThere was one mic and one light in a hip-hop shackAnd you moved the masses or they moved you out the backSlack with the skills and you`ll never pay the billsBuying up the brands with the octaginal frillsBut when a brother flexed, we called him the FlexorBeats were the melody, lyrics were the textureRhymes were webbed and the Serch light got stuck inSo follow for the record or keep keep on truckin`Maybe you need the method of finding what the vibe isRecollect the whole nine just like the Prince of Tides didPlaying what`s funny with Muhammed, Tip, and PhifeIt`s keeping it alive, not a dive from the liveBut the dead so selector rewindTo the scenes that are imprinted in my mind Recollect, the recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The scenes from the mindSwing with the groove that got you swinging from the rafters808 state for the kids to the gafflersMake an impact the community can check forAnd if you`re on the legend tip, nuff respect forComing back to the crew and not to every but T-shirtEvery lunchbox, wack record, don`t give a damnFan club, yabba dabba doo dudYou can make the fattest record yo, and still be crudBrothers want to keep you in the heart where the home isWhere the dome is and definitely where the microphone isSerch knows the one light is bright and don`t stench andDon`t bend, so friend, I`ll send the flowers toThe funeral home of the hip-hop devoured by theMass appeal, you get the seal of removalNot approval, cause only Woodsy Owl gives a hootSo nice casket nice suitLoot can be got for the long haul by the six recsDown the road and you can still hit the long ballOut of there, over there to the spectators in aisle nineWho ain`t heard Quest when they told them "Check the Rhyme"I ain`t eating no green eggs and swineI ain`t eating no green eggs and swineI ain`t eating no green eggs and swineAs I recollect the scenes from my mind, flute time Recollect, the recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The scenes from the mind (Repeat 2x)Back to the mic to the stand to the light>From the globe to the lobe to the inner ear so all nightDifferent tracks can be heard in different arenasFor the clubs, the heads, the rides, the BeemersSomebody starts checking for the fact Serch is long goneSo I rip clubs from LA to Strech ArmstrongAlong the tribal road we lose parts too easilySo I say peace to Eric and BeaslyBobbito and the `97 street crewSec Lover, my brother HonululuWhich and proper Tom is the call for the firm gripsSerch fixes his rhymes, shoots `em on the sperm tipMilky is the flow, I hope it stays protectedA&R gets respect for being more selectiveCause gone are the days of the deaf, dumb, and brain deadAnd I close the book on the scenes from the head Recollect, the recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The recollections, recollect The scenes from the mind (Repeat 2x)