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TALIB KWELI

Down For The Count

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  underground hip-hop  new york
570 3 часа назад

Текст песни TALIB KWELI - Down For The Count

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Текст песни TALIB KWELI - Down For The Count




[Rah Digga]Yeh, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh)Rah Digga y'all, Dirty Harriet (uhh!)Kweli, Xzibit, new millenium! (C'mon, check it)[all] One, two, three, four[Rah] Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)( )Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and ryeBlow the spot with some old school shit from junior high (HEYYY!)[all] One, two, three, four[Rah] Jersey's finest in the house, punchlines and metaphorsMake your foul ice grill, thug grimy on the realPuttin heads to bed like Hennessey and NyQuil[Rah Digga]Convertible style, still had the heat knockinBumpin shit from way back with my man beatboxinShootin the breeze - see I'm nice with theseYou'll be suckin it down like fast food high-C'sType of rap bitch that love underground classicsGettin more green than that nigga St. PatrickMakin wack rappers go and merc the set {*dial-up sounds*}Better off behind a desk tryin to surf the netcause I be adamant, kill 'em when my joints get added inWorse than boric acid in your project cabinetDirty Harriet, increase the fanbasesLeavin non-writin cats stuck on the plantationsMini-skirts with tights, eatin lunch with whitesLeave the party over here like they IsraelitesGot Cali Brooks critics, Ta' Kwe'(??) XzibitGonna rock shit down like he can't get no visits[all] One, two, three, four[T.K] Rock the whole world like the Rolling Stone tour (AH-AHHH!)Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threatby a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet[all] One, two, three, four[T.K] The stuff legends are made of, urban folkloreLike Jim Morrison we break on throughBefore I care about your take on me, we take on you[Talib Kweli]Yo, yo, yoWe bring it straight to your face from the start, yoRage Against the Machine, break it apartMight be over your head, but it's straight from the heartI show my love in the light while y'all hate in the darkStraight to apocalypse is where I'm takin the artGivin niggaz battle scars, ALWAYS makin my markYou fakin the part of gangster, til niggaz break in your spotYou straight bitch whether I say it or notShit is hot, spittin flames on the trackPut our town's names on the mapfrom now until we fadin to blackWhere we at? Thug rebels love metal clubs ghettowhen the slugs let go like Frankie BeverlyForever we stack notes like the treasury, flow heavenlyGet you high on speech laced with obscenityNiggaz be gassed like Cipher Sounds, and need rescue remedythen fall the fuck off like limbs affected with leprosy[all] One, two, three, four[x2z] Why the fuck can't MC's MC no more?Hardcore til somebody put me under the groundWith a dick in your ear, still couldn't fuck with my sound[all] One, two, three, four[x2z] Takin me straight to the weed spot, then to the liquor sto'




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