Текст песни Roxanne Shante - Roxanne`s Revenge (Street Version)
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("Roxanne, feel it!""A world premiere...." [echoes])Well, my name is Roxanne, a-don`t ya knowI just a-cold rock a party, and I do this showI said I met these three guys, and you know that`s trueA-let me tell you and explain them all to you:I met this dude with the name of a hatI didn`t even walk away, I didn`t give him no rapBut then he got real mad, and he got a little tiredIf he worked for me, you know he would be firedHis name is Kangol, and that is cuteHe ain`t got money, and he ain`t got the lootAnd every time that I see him, he`s always a-beggin`And all the other girls that he`s always tryin` to leggin`Every time that he sees me, he says a rhymeBut, see, compared to me it`s weak compared to mineA-every time I know that I am sayin` somethin` fresherIn any category I`m considered the bestAnd every time that I say it there ain`t nothin` lessAnd everybody knows I will win the contestSo, then, after that came the Educated RapperHis fingers started snappin`, and my hands start to clappin`Every time-a that I see him, everything he sayA-every time he says, he says it dumber this way:He said-a, "Yeah, you know your mother`s name is Mary,"But all he wanna do is just-a bust a cherryEvery time that I see him, he`s sayin` somethin` newBut let me explain to him what he should do:He should be like me, a fly MCDon`t never have to bite, we`re always rightI have the freshest rhymes that I do reciteAnd after that, and you know it`s trueWell, let me tell you somethin` else about the Doctor, too:He ain`t really cute, and he ain`t greatHe don`t even know how to operateHe came up to me with some bullshit rapBut let me tell you somethin` `cause you know it was wackSo when he came up to me, I told him to step backHe said, "You call yourself an MC?" I said, "This is true,"He said, "Explain to me really what MCs must do."I said, "Listen very close `cause I don`t say this every day:My name is Roxanne, and they call me ShantЋ."But every time-a I say a rhyme-a just-a like-a this-aIt`s something that you MCs just won`t-a miss-aAnd if you think it`s cute-a, and you think it`s all rightBut, see, you said it in a language so you wouldn`t have to biteYou started talkin` Pig Latin, didn`t make no senseYou thought you was cute, yeah, you thought you was a princeYou`re walkin` down the block, holdin` your jockBut everybody knows that you`re all on my yachtI`m just the devastatin`, always rockin`, always have the niggas clockin`Everybody knows it`s me, yeah, the R-O-X-A-N-N-E, yeahDown with everybody fresh and everyone that I possessAnd every time I do it right-a, everyone is sure to bite-aEvery time I do it, yeah, you know it is-a me-aRockin` on the beat-a that you can seeAnd every time I have a DJ like IceHe ain`t right, yeah, he ain`t niceBecause a-everything he does is off-the-wallCompared to my man Marley MarlThe way he gets on the tables, yesEveryone knows that he is freshSo, the UTFO crew, you know what you can doLemme tell you one for me, and then I`ll tell you one for youEvery time you sayin` somethin` just-a like-a this-aIt ain`t nothin` that I don`t wanna miss-aAnd if you`re thinkin` that I`m bitin` your beatWell, then you just better know, and a-listen to meBecause my name is Roxanne-a, and I came to sayI`m rockin` to the beat-a, and I do it every dayI`m conceited, never beated, never heard of defeatedI`m rockin` to the beat-a, and you know it is-a me-a:The R-O-X-A-N-N-E-aAnd if you wanna play a little game for meLemme show you what you can do, baby`Cause with a twist of my cheek, and a twist of my wristI have all the niggas droppin` down like thisYeah, I am fly but don`t take thisAnd everybody knows I don`t go for itSo, if you`re tryin` to be cute and you`re tryin` to be fineYou need to cut it out `cause it`s all in your mindTryin` to be like me, yeah, is very hardYou think you are God, but you do eat lardTryin` to be cute, and you`re tryin` to be flyDon`t you know you wish you could be my guy?So I can take you home, make you relaxAnd everybody knows that you`re out there, tryin` to taxLike corn-on-the-cob, you`re always tryin` to robYou need to be out there, get yourself a jobYeah, you`re tryin` to be in search of a RoxanneBut lemme let ya know--you`re not a real man`Cause a Roxanne needs a man, and yes:Someone fresh who always addressSomeone, yeah, who will never fessAnd then I`ll say, yeah, the rest`Cause everybody knows how the story goesThere`s no ifs, no ands, no buts, or supposeNo coke up your nose, no dope in your veinAnd then it won`t cause no kind of painBut yet, and still, you`re tryin` to be flyI ask you a question, I wanna know why:Why`d ya have to make a record `bout meThe R-O-X-A-N-N-E?("Roxanne, Roxanne, ["Oh, my goodness!"]I wanna be your manRoxanne, RoxanneAnd here`s our game-plan!")