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Текст песни Mike Zoot - Service

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(Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Very special... (Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)May I help you?You need some new shit, I`m here to bless youGot a style all my own, I`m nothing like the next crewGood afternoon, now after me there will be noneNo continue, no part twoFor would be contenders easily saw throughYour value over there now how dare youAttempt to even act or appear toService amplifiers with no fireQuite frankly I`m offended at how you professed your perfectionBut never meant to go on, now peoples let`s address itExactly how many times you buy an albumThat leaves you even somewhat pleased, far too seldomThank you, hey yo welcome, I`m just a real deal`s fanI keep no feelings inside, that`s how I ride, you know who I amDistinctly, Mike Zoot, in the no-name suitAnd the boots, classic butter, ever item under 50-lootMy fashion statement is basementBrooklyn night crew with the lyrics you get laced withA tasteless displays, un-cool, I just can`t see them usedAin`t got no soul in there, no technique, no flairI sabatoge your whole savoir-faire, as we go thereLet`s take you to the air, get this whole thing clearTil one rhyme reappearI be the winner by unanimous decision on the systemA sound boy killumI`m the good scientist turned evil villain, just chillin`If it sound good in the flow it`ll start illingWith the service and the lyrics, yo... (Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Straight service, cause uh... (Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Like for exampleThe other night around twelve thirty, or doneIt was me and son, playing Tekken part one on Sony PlaystationWe doing the all night bid up in the cribI whooping his ass with this Bruce Lee looking kidI`m using patterns and codes, catching high-tech repOn tournament mode, damn near broke son`s neckThen he hit the reset, but fuck those, it was time for that undergroundSo I turned off the Sony and turned up the soundsAnd now I don`t recall the DJ, but none the less I`m checking itCause the last time I listened yo he played my favorite recordIf the beats and rhymes is hectic god respect itBut nothing else can be accepted in my hip hopSuddenly, my jaw droppedFrom two bars of a bassline, then some more scratchingFollowed by guitars some pianos, oooh that`s bangingI had to say to myself, then I said out loudSimply because it was the bomb I took the tape off pauseQuickly came the hi-hat on the snare, well mixedBuild up all in the background, 8-oh-8 kicksAll falling on place with the near perfect timingThen before I know it some stupid nigga start rhymingSo I`m listening, trying to ignore the style he`s stealingFake bob my head, I can`t lie, I can`t feel himMust this happen every time, what`s the dealin?Appealing to the mass, rapper`s ass all revealing can`t lastSo please repause that grass, it`s fuckin` up my vibesAnd my tape deck, the speakers, as well as the cassetteMy accent, on access so hear this wellAin`t no dis, ain`t no beef, ain`t no gas, ain`t no gelIt`s just the beat was kinda stink, but the rhymes I couldn`t smellFor bigger nose, and I was diggin those too, til the rhyming on the songNow get rid of those, you rap real wrongSo now I`m forced to turn you off and turn the Tekken back on (Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Straight service in cause uh... (Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga, wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat... Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Word up... Service. (Wack nigga rhyming kills a raw beat...)Mike Zoot, EZ Elpee, GuessWhyld (we need the Service)My man Collossal in the houseNinteenth, every time, every yearStraight service on first...Eleven...

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