Текст песни Original Flavor f Big Doug, Flash Back, - Grip Da Mic Tight
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YeahMagnificent 7 in the houseClark Kent and a crew of seven MC`sIt`s all thatWe gon` show you how we grip the micWe gon` do our little thingNow let the beats flow on and let the rhymes flow onWill Ski, why don`t you jump in, come on[ VERSE 1: Will Ski ]Hip-hip-hooray, zippedy-doo-daWell, here`s a jolly good fellow without one flawDJ, play my records till the cows come homeWhat`s goin on inside my dome?Needle to the groove as the records spin clockwiseEverybody make room, Clark is on the rise(Clark Kent gonna cut it upCome onClark Kent, why don`t you cut it up?)Diffy-diffy-damn, I`m giffy-gonna sippy-sippy-slamDon`t you know who I am?Da-na, da-na, get out the water...run for the borderWho will be the next to flex in my direction?Here comes the injection, feel the full aggressionOf me, Ski, how plainly can I put it?I never have to foot it, Dame drives a PathI laugh, hahaha, it`s hilariousMy styles are various, let me take care of thisStand back when the lips are niceBig Doug, time to grip the mic[ VERSE 2: Big Doug ]Them the brothers gonna do a simulation just for youAnd the verse that I kick is the color trueDown with the sounds of the future, the Flavor and the Super-men once again Clark Kent is a trooperYo pause, no cream, it`s just the way it seemsWhat`s a bro to do when the beat drops cleanOn the 1, 2, yeah, like thatPeace to the Supermen in the black hatsYo, peace to my crew cause they all get someThe corporation of the lords of the drumMy brother Flash Back, heard you run with Dash (Huh?)Grip the mic (When?) Next not last[ VERSE 3: Flash Back ]Contrary to the laws of nature, Flavor on the oneFlash Back comin back right about nowFor the hoes fair a world premierThe future crew knew that we do what we have toCosmos grew a little brighter, turned into a writerProducer and a microphone fighterCause it don`t make sense when you can`t ah...Huh? Yeah? Oh - express yourselfFinetune rhymes to come into the lime, roomMade for the black kid tryin to flip a lidGrip the mic, T. Strong, show the MC`s that you`re ruggedReady to configurate the raw[ VERSE 4: T. Strong ]Yo, I`m on a higher level than bass and trebleAnd when I`m on the mic, I`m the wrong man to step toMy rhyme`ll shoot yaBeat me? More power to yaCause I got the smoother manoeuvreShorty should back up and breathe, baby busterCause even when I`m by myself I crush theCompetition into little kibbles and bitsAnd I make more hits upon more hitsAny rhyme you write you know I will top yaLookin like the Phantom of the OperaI`m bein the best that a blackman can beBlowin up just like Oprah WinfreyI put glamour in a night, damn I`m a sightTo see, and if I rip it right, hold tightT. Strong is in effect takin it lightIt`s all on Relay to come grip the mic[ VERSE 5: Relay ]Hold up, wait a minute, pause Clark - coolIt`s the rhythm kingpin, I need to be smooth(As I come back with a new kinda beatRelay - drop it to em)Hey yo, pop-pop-fizzle-fizzle, pop-pop wiggle with your waistlineA rhymthm when I wreck shopKaleidoscope from the beat, neck vibe when the beat`s thickUptown swingin it, focus while I`m wringin itBase to the back and back to the basicsQuick with the lyrics ( ? ) wear AsicsOr better yet Timberlands when it`s time to kill a manShawn, grip the mic with the gangster lean[ VERSE 6: Sean Wan ]I`m goin strip-strip-strip it, take the mic and rip itAnd my opponent`s through from the moment I grip itSo settle down, seckle, ease back and swing lowPiggy-back a tempo when cream on the flowAnd I`ll ride it cause I`m excited, about to groove onThe hip-hop smooth on the 560 cruise onThe path, the trail, the truth, no vailsAll flip scripts with hip-hop lipCause it`s the hard (hard) pack (pack) stanceYeah, the [edited] manOnce again on the track with the familyKickin the flavor [edited] can`t stand meSee me, wish you`d beat me, wanna test meVex me, but I won`t let it stress me[ VERSE 7: Suave Lover ]Can I get a level, can I get a cue?Can I get some volume, can I get some room?Can I break it down, yep, I think I canCan I be the man, my song`s about to slamA-fee-fi-fo-fum a-fum, the fee, the fiCheck the rhyme as I swing this to those who wanna tryWatch me as I get loose, the Suave`s about to get warmSo hear this as I shape this rhyme into rapping formConduct the grammar of the utmost fliest natureGet with the Suave cause I`m the caramel flavorFigure there`s no question of who`s the perfectionistInto this, so take a good sniffKi-kick a rhyme or two to flex off my fitness of quicknessTo show you that the Suave is human swiftnessNudge my nose, give a glance and shrug my shoulders[edited] your head up if drunk or even soberBut wait a minute, cause I`m about to get in itCause any competitive contest, I`m sure to win itKickin more than just a style and different kind of techniquesSo sit back and relax ( ? ) as a pro speaksYeahLike I said we did our [edited] thingClark Kent and the Magnificent 7 here to make it swingBig shout out to Will Ski, Big DougFlash Back, T. Strong, Relay, Big Sean Wan, Suave LoverDame Dashmy man Lil ShawnJesse, my man RossWe did our thing, you can`t frontAll you suckers who don`t know the time, get with itThat`s how to fly a rhyme, youknomsayin?That`s how we grip the mic real tight