Текст песни Souls Of Mischief - Fresh Dope Dope
Souls Of Mischief - Fresh Dope Dope слова песни
A-Plus:I started writin` rhymes in 1982, I was 8My only brother used to let me hear his Too-Short tapes "Beeitch"Sugarhill and Spoonie G was with me`Bout anything I could I get was non-stop in my cassetteOr on my phonographBut in 94 I gotta hold my laugh inI be cappin` on this wave of overnight rappin`How dare you defy me, you`re tinyWrittin` your first raps in 1990Ya blimey behind meI did so many phuckin` shows for no cashWhy you wanna dis a player?`Cause you`re slow and I`m fastTo blast fast raps through the massTo surpass, you an assWhy dis a nigga `cause he makin` his cashTajai:Do it like thatSince I was fresh off the tit my tatFor word player match rap had nourishedStraight from back and the present fressin`On the irreverent just hatchedFledglin` sap peddlin`Give me some tracks pal and I`ll rap nowSection of the... populationsPlus the ones on the idiot boxShowin` it pays to be a busta, tittes and cocksExposin` we all slows a hustlas glocks samoNo love for any muthaphuckaIs that real of fiction?Made for TV reels, depictionsOf the life you`re wishin`To lead or led before you grab the micHieroglyphics like 3 to your headIgnite to allYou besta pray you stay on[CHORUS:] (3X)"You wanna be fresh, We aint tryin` to be fresh,We aint never be fresh(dope dope)"Opio:I used ta envision the mic in my handRockin` shows, avoidin` the gold diggasHad it all planned outOn a collision course to fail no doubtThe non-believers said " Them niggas aint makin no clout"Now its about pounds and peace signs since we gotta contractWe tracked through the bullshitAdaptin` to rappin` and actSacraficial MC`s believeSouls of Mischief strap em down to recieve tey blessin`Through the chest n` out the backLike that, they sly with your title in tactHieroglyphics causin` chain reactions, back denY`all niggas wasn`t rhymin` but now its the trendPhesto:So just blendWith a mask galvanisedBut my style disguises pseudo MC`sPlastic over mastic bitin`Holdin` your tonguesWhile amongst a soul searchesSarcastic when you was askin`Was we cashin` inOn all this rappin`Inquirin` who wasn`t aspirin`To be a nothing now desirin`Opposition `cause conspirin`Sitched to hip-hop YEAHIts funny mo` niggas know me better than everMo` niggas see me actin` like they don`t know me than everI never... waste my timeTo refresh they memmoriesI`m in the breeze, controlin` MC`sLike machinesCybernetic, psychokeneticSouls of Mischief sees the micThen we shred it like this(Chorus then fade out)