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Текст песни Poison Clan f Brother Marquis, Tony Rock - Poison Freestyle

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Verse 1: JT MoneyRoll out the red carpet, let the bugles blowThe pimp deserves a grand intro, y`don`t know?I know you`re sick of bubble gum w/rappers puttin` you to bedBut not JT Money, I`m somethin` like a SudaFedI give relief that`s far from lousyAnd get the job done without gettin` you drowsySince I`m from the bottom, the other rappers tried dissin`But in the end, my ass they`ll be kissin`I must state how stupid remarksCan cause enough friction to give off sparksMakin` people think that a giant kingCouldn`t come from the bottom `cause of second stringBut I`ma make history as I get hypeDrop a science that`ll damage that stereotypeAsk for drama, `cause I`ma, bout to set offA Poisonous freestyle, instead ofThe average, ordinary everyday thingI`m outstandin`, leavin` rappers out standin` in the rainPoison like venom, gettin` in `em, then I conquerWhen I`m finished rockin` you`re jockin` for an encoreMy masterpieces will smash to piecesOr should I say demo, the mass that reachesYou better take a bufferin` with sufferin` fromThe wrath of the style that can`t be outdoneIt`s like that y`all, `cause I`m the ultimateYo, Tony Rock, take the stand `cause I`m about to sit!Verse 2: Tony RockMC`s up north, and niggas like Spike take shortsThinkin` that the only rappers live in New YorkDick-heads like you, they don`t know the dealSayin` if it`s not from up there, it can`t be realBut since you`re ignorant and stupid at best,I`ll have to break this down from the simplestSee Tony Rock make a microphone checkNow see him on stage breakin` a sucka nigga`s neckY`all takin` rap back? Get off of that cake!The only thing you might be able to take is this dickSayin` weak-ass rhymes on records and videoGrabbin` on the dick and start cursin`, and even thoughYou front to be hard while the cameras start shootin`Knowin` goody-damn well that you as soft as a fig newtonIf we was cars, I`d be a Porsche and you, a NovaOn card games, you`re Pitty-pat and I`m PokerI grab the microphone `cause I can`t wait to smoke a,Sucka like you, you no-rhymin` jokerSteppin` on stage, and goin` into fitsWorkin` up a sweat, but you ain`t rockin` shitSayin` weak-ass rhymes, tryin` your best to work the fans upWhy don`t you drop the microphone and come out with your hands up?Just because you`re from up there, you ain`t got it like thatBoy, you could be killed, and you don`t want thatI`m sayin` rhymes on a funky-ass cutMarquis, go for yours, because I got MY nut!Verse 3: Brother MarquisI treat rappers like hoes, roll `em like voguesCount `em and fold `em and stuff and stack `em like bank-rollsI`m never on the runnin`, MC`s confrontedAlways in my face, wantin` to start somethin`I can`t keep silent `cause I`m lyrically violentStep to me, boy, step off, don`t even try itI giddy up and go, so smooth when I flowI make suckas get goin` like a 5.0Ya see, I`ll massacre, sit back and laught at ya,And when you`re finished, then I`ll embarrass yaI`m the aggressor, the professor(I injure/I`ll end ya) like a ninja with a lyrical lectureMarquis gets silky as I recite `emRappers are germs, I`m peroxide to fight `emI blitz, throwin` hits that`ll put you in a coffinTreat you like an orphan, causing you to softenPeople say I`m immaculent, but I`m past thatOthers get laughed at, `cause they ain`t half thatThey try to achieve, but can`t succeedThey only get stomped on when I stampedeIt`s like that, punks, and you all knowDebonaire, the Devil`s Dad, continue to flow!Verse 4: DebonaireDebonaire, the Devil`s Dad, is last on the agendaTalkin` `bout how brothers constantly pretend toBe from up North, New York, yeah, MedinaThe grass ain`t greener! I guess they never seen a Rapper from another region gettin` the lootI`m from the bottom, and got girls feedin` me fruitAnd droppin` flowers every time I walkIs my music identical to that of New York?It`s original, comin` from the bottom, analyze itYou could come off on your own, but no one tries itThey`d rather have some sloppy jalopyAnd get called a wanna-be because they try to copyBut see, the boys, we just laughAin`t a counterfeit rapper on the Skyywalker staff!And so the wanna-be`s bite the dustThey ain`t certified to rap beside none of us!And `cause I`m strictly B-U-S-I-N-E-double SThey panickin`, stiff like manequins from all the stressNo one there to mend; they look softAnyway, I`m outta here, signin` the fuck off!

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