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Текст песни MC Shan - Another One to Get Jealous Of

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Me and Marley Marl, we are resented, ya know?Because of the beats and the rhymes we inventedTo cold dis another`s a thing that we loveSo here`s another one to get jealous ofDo it yaDo it yaMC`s that I battled are the MC`s I defeatNow you say you took me out, now how that sound?Do it yaKazookie-zangKazookie-zangKazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dang (2x)Once I`m done puttin heads to restI sit back and puff a spliff of buddha blessSee, in days of old mi rhyme went goldThe music, it wasn`t recommendedMan used to sit on seat and tap out a beatAnd went away feeling relievedHey yaBut soon after our rhyme is invented And put together, it sound contentedAnd rhymin a-fi workI tell you rhymin, yes it a-fi workBang-dang-dilli-dilli-dilliMC`s, dem like to bite the things you sayOthers come along and like the beats you playYou know that`s cold considered a dissin of work, ya know?I don`t deal with negativity and thing and thingI`m the MC, and I`m also coolJacuzzi in my crib size of your poolSent di butler for my midnight treatRug so plush ya can`t see ya feetIf ya come and visit if you chooseIt`s a must at the door that you leave your shoesDon`t obey and you`ll have to goSome didn`t listen till my gun went bo!Rock the house a little bitRub-a-dubMichigan and SmileyAnd di YellowmanAnd MC Shan and MarleyYa knowThe house is packed every place I playBut let me tell ya bout this jam one day>From the very first time I walked through the doorI see the people rub-a-dubbin on the floorPlayed the wall, a man came pastOh my God, dem puttin fire to glass!I dipped, I bobbed, I weaved, I shookI hear ya pump it one time and from there you`re hookedIt make you sell your car, your house, your ringHave you flying through the clouds and you don`t have wings!He passed it to me, I said, "No," him said, "Why?"My boy jumped up and said, "I`ll give it a try">From the very first time he ignited the flameMy homeboy wasn`t actin insaneI tapped him on the shoulder and I said, "Let`s go"He looked at me and replied with, "No"I said, "Fuck it," and left him thereThe torch, the pipe, the base, the chairI came back five days from thenTo my surprise I seen my friendTo let you know what this thing doesHe was sitting in the very same spot he wasI walked over, "Want more?" he saidPipin hot my man dropped deadHis head hit the table, the pipe hit the floorBut I`ll mention that di man won`t base no more!Bo!Kazookie-zangKazookie-zangKazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dangHey man, let me tell ya, manTrue story, no bloodclot???? when his head hit the floor, manEveryone cried for the coronerSome picked up di pipe and said"Man, dem leave em on the floor just like he lay, ya know?"Picked up dem crumb and put it in di pipe and fuckin pissed off, ya dig, manOh my God, bloodclot!Man puttin fire to di glass thing, manAnd say, "Scotty! Scotty! Where ya at, Scotty?"To the transporter room, ya know?"Beam me! Beam me!Beam me, blood!Beam me, bloodclot!"

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