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Sir Mix-a-Lot

Attack on the Stars

  rap  hip-hop  old school  hip hop  90s  rap  hip-hop  old school  hip hop  90s
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Текст песни Sir Mix-a-Lot - Attack on the Stars

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[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking](*sound of alarms in the background*)"Prepare for Attack on the Stars""Prepare for Attack on the Stars"Five, four, three, two, oneBegin attackBegin attack[Sir Mix-A-Lot]AH, hip, Swass, down to be the bossHustlin, movin, punks gettin tossedStop, It`s cocked move backDon`t make a move or I`ll drop you in your tracksGrowin, blowin, not hype I`m hyperI scratch records, Maharishi is a sniperWoo, too swift for the criminalsBanks never gonna measure my decibelsGet it up, this beat`s so crazyPunks like you don`t phase meBig man, muscle in the windowKickin live in a four door BenzoRipped, with muscles I`m furiousMC`s almost hip gettin curiousMix-A-Lot the maker of revenueDrop kick mud ducks on the avenueCadillac, some think I`m a moverBut the gold on the wheels might moo yaI`m in effect with another funky groovePOSSE UP, Mix-A-Lot is on the move(*sounds of alarms going off*)"Attack!""Attack!""Attack!"[Sir Mix-A-Lot]OH, here we go, I dropped my microphonePicked it up, now I`m back on your stereoOut West, rollin in a Big BenzDon`t chill, not `til the song endsThere`s the more, now I know you hear itGrit my teeth when I write my lyricsYou jump, I attack like a animalNo pity, no show at your funeralPunk, your rap`s illiterateWanna box boy don`t consider itIngenius, used to be a good boyNine millimeter gat my new toyLet`s go, shuffle for the right shotStick and move if you want but you`ll get caughtCriminals on the set you ain`t nothinBig Boss in effect I ain`t bluffin(*sounds of alarms going off*)"Launch Phase 2""Launch Phase 2""Launch Phase 2"[Sir Mix-A-Lot]What about this other group, dressed like GQYeah I`m talkin about youYou call yourself rappers, crack another jokeYou old smoker, take another toteYou bought `caine back in San DiegoI saw it when you layed it on the tableBig disappointment to your fansYou wanna throw, let`s go for the floor manWOO, that`s controversyYeah I said it, and I show no mercySuperstars watch your backYo D, your game was wackNuclear warhead aimed at your foreheadYour girl calls my name in your bedFire, this beat`s so hardNew song my Attack on the Stars"Time is running out""Time is running out"[Sir Mix-A-Lot]No time, my rhyme`s runnin out a fuelHere`s the part you decide if you wanna doCount it up, the duckets from the Swass tourBuckle up for the pain you will endureMovin, runnin, slick plus cunninGirlies on my straw cause I rap so stunninLoaded with amnition, uzi ammunitionTongue lashin suckers, black it like a statisticanSatisfied never, nothin could be betterRoll a gold Caddy, wearin white troop leatherPackin dual handguns, rippin up the nationDroppin enemies so hard, they type, they wouldn`t want noneInhale (*inhaling noise*) here we go againThe story of my life, everyday`s a perfect tenAlways gettin caught with tactical equipmentBringin in my uzi on the UPS shipmentCut `em, droppin `em, no one says I copy `emSkeesos in my posse always tell me that I`m rockin `emOld school, new school, make no, never mindYour foundation`s just been undermindSlice, roast those big boysBanks don`t matter you will be destroyedUp and down the rap world goesThe radio rotation dominated by your flowBut I`m comin, radio or notIt`s your record label, they kept me on the blockMy posse`s new attitude No mercy on the stars, and that includes you(*alarm goes off*)[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]So what is it manWhat`s this dude been sayingAW, it is, it`s my Attack on the StarsOut there effecting you audience punksYou oughta be ashamedYou know who it is, it`s the big manAnd I`m rich with itYeah, sucker(*beat stops*)[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking] (Voice in background)A Ha, out there pumpin that heat, boy(I`ve been just smokin man)Please, you ain`t with this(I`ve been just smokin)Smoker(yeah)Smoker, I said it(*laughing in background*)Yeah, and what`s up man(what`s up)Yeah, and this punk know what`s happenin(yeah)(*sounds of high fives*)

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