Текст песни Run D.M.C. - Three Little Indians, слова песни Run D.M.C.

Текст песни Run D.M.C. - Three Little Indians

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One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!")[Jam Master Jay]Httin hard, now check the hard hit("Jam Master.. Jay") about to flipSlide for a minute but I won`t slip sonGod had my back since ("day.. one")Back to the track in fact the track`s fatPeace to my brothers and my sisters in blackDisrespect and don`t know how to actYou better come correct or I`ma have to bust your hatOne little, two little indians and meJam Master Jay and Run-D.M.C.We been down since (UHH) eighty-("three")And ninety-three ain`t nuttin but another year to meCause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give tipsand bust lips, ?? goes the whole lengthSo get it, get with it, that did itAnd if you is a critic get the didick, cause it`s One little, two little, three little indians!Word up.. One little, two little, three little indians!(uh-huh, uh-huh) One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!")[D.M.C.]I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to flowRecitin lines full of wisdom make decisions with JoeTonight I`m gettin busy won`t you give me my doughNight time strictly busy for the kids at the showThat`s my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up streetsand the posse gots to have me in the Cherokee JeepsI`m attackin like Apache boy don`t have a cowJust give me matches for the flames because it`s time to pow-wowAll the suckers run for cover all the others discoverOne two little three little indian brothers! One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!")Here we go (7X)[Run]Begin it, bust itDJ, Run and, D.M.C.`nJM, J`n how ya livin in ninety-threecause we be three little indians, sleepin in a teepee an`keepin up a funky fat philosophy cause we bere-arrangin, changin, isn`t it, differentTold ya bout retirement, definitely infiniteflavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Public EnemyI like the mic I rock upon the pad and pen a friend to meHit ya with the truth I get to hit ya with the boothcause your troops deserve a king, proverb, hmmm!Listen, listen to the beat inside your soulKnowledge, wisdom is more precious, than goldThe indians, comin, DJ, Run andclaimin back the land that the man, stole from himIt`s bout, that time, for mine, come ?? andJay Joe and King who are we? Little indians One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!") One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!")"aight, auhh, check this out.."

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Three Little Indians

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