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Текст песни Show and AG f Big Punisher, KRS-One - Drop it Heavy

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[KRS-One]Ha-ha. Never fear. KRS!I`d rather have a hundred-thousand true heads by meThan one million of your fake fanatics behind meI keep it grimy, chase me, you will never find meI take you out in two or three minutes, you can time meYou the dopest MC? I leave that ass sizzlinI`m givin more rhythm than gang rapes in prisonYou small time, you ain`t a proYeah you kick the raw rhymes, but your show and your flowThat`s all mineOh silly me, if I call on my lyric abilityI`ll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free deliveryGet wit me, now I spit rapI represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that!Click-a-click clapYou don`t wanna battle me, you wanna scat awayI battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, FridayWait, let me check the schedule again, SaturdayI think you oughta follow your squad, they ran thatawayThese rappers be played out, spaced out, no formatNow why would you place your money on that?I drop more bars than Sing-Sing, cha-ching!Real teachers teach real thingsI brings knowledge and skill, you should try to get with itChallenging knowledge only means that ya ignorantWith the Sword of Justice, your throat I`m stickin inGossip and scandal, I don`t put my lips in itGrow up, I`m movin like a U-Haul truckYou all stuck cuz you all suck, duck duck buck buck buckForget the cut hops, your luck stopsI bring it to your buttocks, with nuff glocks[Big Punisher]Yo, my squad is honored it like Elijah MuhammedBut I`m God-retarded, ain`t no righteousness in this heart of violenceHard as diamond but I`m in the ruff, listen upIf you ever see me wit the Feds you can bet it`s in the cuffsAin`t no snitchin us, bitchin usUnofficial-ness, everything we are, side you wish you wasOfficial thugs in the drug professionDrug connections, drug addictionsStill seein the judge for drug possessionThe four-D`s, all these is more reasTo either get big, leave or let liveWe the best there is TS, ain`t nobody elseWe probably Dove cuz we all way on top of the shelfI`m lockin your wealth wit the master keys, freezeDon`t try to breeze, I`ma squeeze and blast the back of your kneesJust pass the cheese, please don`t test the toasterMy tech`ll roast ya body faster than Ferrari`s TestarostaYou`re gettin closer to death, Reaper`s got a hold on your breathYou goin straight to hell as you sell your soul for your fleshYou was posin a threat, now you froze in the bedMinute ago, you was poppin shit, holdin ya dickNow what`s the problem, you ain`t nuttin like you said on your albumI thought you was wildin, bustin your guns and runnin the islandYou was`t violent, you was silent tryin to get college creditsHow pathetic, did it to get out of the collastheticsI`m dianetics combined wit lyricsMy matureness is my insurance, kill my appearance, I`m a shinin spiritYou gotta fear it, cuz every last gem is poisonYou gotta cheer it, if you can`t win you better join emI`m head-annointin niggas like the Holy GospelI`m the only voco to walk and smoke you wit fire-blowin nostrilsWatch for the toast, when you see it you better draw yoursWarlords, callin The Giant, it`s all yours[A.G.]Went from welfare to Bel Air, and hell ya, I hold heatWith license to kill like police, so don`t sleepThe sun shines, brighter, than any starRap terrorist, bomb mikes, in the name of AllahShow and AG, is who we are Forever terror all I need is 26 letters and 16 barsI be bomb dropping, verses, that be so defSearching for those who cold slept, till there`s no leftCurios, how we still aroundMysterious, like a dope fiend, clean, never touching the groundAnd you knew it, when you heard us I`m fluent with thisEmcees wanna serve us, DJ`s are mad nervousBut can`t hurt us, they get the dick, I beGD for life, roll with D-I-T-CShort for D-I-G-G-I-N, double itAdd the Crates, now they lovin it, no need to cover itLet it shine, like the sun doNow who reflect like us? None doBut still come through, humbleEven when I play with it, to fan in the weightThat sounds so dope, you wanna quote and learn to say itUnderdog for life, ain`t commercial enough to be the favoriteI`m trite, I bite, when you bark, so save itHe has to be, a Master P, imitation, cause he ain`t Bout It plus he ain`t TRUShow and A the same two, since we first came throughFuck selling, ya supposed to rock and blow the spotI set the game, tooIf we don`t climax, we can`t blame youTold shorty riding shotgun, ain`t that true?It musta hit her off guard, she wasn`t readyMind was occupied on gettin sweaty, we lay it heavy

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