Текст песни Shades of Culture f Takktics - First Things First
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[Intro: Takktic]Yo, yo. What`s up this is Takktics, universal soldierKeeping it jiggy for the S-O-CsYear two G, bioknights regin supremeWhat`s up y`all, we`s about to get hardcoreRe-re-re-reactive armor, you know what I`m saying[Takktics]It`s like a M-1 tankI rip through your sound banksI to pranks, get ruthless like a long shankPunks want coins, it they don`t give thanks toDragon dog, with high ranksI am a pirate, no a pilot, the battleshipWith ill cybernetics shit, on a sci-fi tipStrictly hype when I bite a micI bring the sixs, the oh, the eight to the battle hypeIt`s Takktics, tactical, ill-dramitical, radicalComing with a fist full of spittin` bullIt`s ill flow for the elements608 soldiers bring it on, report to the redgimentDa shit is evident, we never hesitantWe drill you like a surgenTake you for your garments and your gumptionWhat the fucks your function?(We got no flows, no hip hop style, no conjunction)[Chorus: Dark Shade]First things first y`all, bring it over here (over here)When we appear, we putting rhymes in your earWhat if we put on top of bass and a snareThis years its got to be loud and clear[Dark Shade]Prepare for combat like the F-14 tomcatPut the bombs in the tracks when I react and thats thatPeep the stats, I`m runnin` through your system like a faxThe toungue is the axe so sharpen up all of them weak rapsI`m storming buildings like Purvian commandosMad flows permit me to hit targets quicker than arrowsThe specialist in these rhyme sciences aka the iron fist that strikesswiftI execute the task of rhyme designing with perfect timingElectrifying like bolts of lightning when I`m rhymingSee, weak delivieries need to be put on freeze like salaries or athleteswith injuriesI maintain my, position in the game (game)I`m leaving stains on people`s brains, so they remember the name (name)The Dark Shade is running with the Shades of Culture unit(And ayo, we constant with the movements like fluid)[Chorus][Revolution]Liek tactics in Desert StormI be the undead soldierI thought I fucking told ya got a space between your shoulderGet crushed by rolling bouldersOn the mics, and the beats, and the streets set the scene for me to cutout you spleenThis rap court is hardcore, twisting backsAn ex-con of poultry(?), eating those chickenheads like snacksSpit out the bones and begin to twist conesTo relax with the dread in the 608 zoneYou`re getting kicked in the balls like Pele`s crewIt`s time to get rude, I`m leaving all of them ungluedFalling apart at the seams, and it seems you got pipedreamsPut down the mic and start turning creamInto butter, don`t stutter or end in the rap gutterOr go find yourself another managerial staffDOn`t laugh, find a new crewWrite some fresh lyrics or you`re through[Chorus X3 with background scratching]["First serve basis" scracthed to fad]