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Текст песни The High and Mighty f Baby Black, Rahshe - Open Mic Night

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[Baby Black]Who got the live rhyme flow, kick like Tae Kwon DoDime wit the bomb show, let the Messiah shine glowOff of twenty ? Cubans, twist that shitLet the herb hang out of two winds, what the fuck ya`ll doin?You`re new when it comes to this rap shitThe fact is you backwards, fuck your signing power and your track, bitchI smack kids for less than that (guessin that)Ya`ll niggas jealous cuz we blessed in rap, stressin thatFinessin tracks ain`t a thing to me and EWe can take shit back to 1983, when you saw the Baby BCrazily, ten years later, D.C., `93Hotel lobbies walkin by me like five-threeTryin to size me, my eyes see, what the wise seeOn some grown shit is what the fuck Ill-Advise beHe who tries me be comin through on diplomatic immunityThe simple fact of what ya`ll couldn`t do to meYa`ll unity be two or three, my crew and me be two-thirty-threeWhole community`s a truancy to do dirt and fleeWhat it be nigga, explosiveYa`ll come like Muslims on ChristmasWit no gift, no spliff I still blow shit, what`Scuse please, don`t mean to step on toesLyrical anti-perspirant keep ya`ll wet from flowsPut the needle to the wax and let the DJ knowGotta let it go, never drug TKOChorus [Mr. Eon] (Baby Black) 2x*Together* It`s open mic night, callin all MC`s up*Together* Roll them trees up, keep them hooker knees upNow Baby Black where you at? (Mr. E where you be?)*Together* Worldwide, Illadel out to NYC[Mr. Eon]I never toted no mac, ate a thousand Big Mac`sYou wack because you lack essential factsOr scriptures, got a thousand words for your picutresYou think you ripped yours, well I got ripped drawersSaid I`m shittin from the sky wit your umbrellas upGot more spunk than your fuckin dumb fellas, nutYour princess is moist, big girls need a hoistSee I got this ill tape for you and your boysIncluded is Mi and I vocalistAnd my man Alchemist wit the green that I twistI shoot from the hip wit no use of the wristI guess that`s why when I ball I shoot bricksBut when I shoot gizz I can`t miss the eyelidsI bring it to the headpiece and that wigNot to mention ascensions, the inventions (like what?)Baby Black and Mr. wit intentions of other dimensionsDo you really know E?Can you tell that I be the one like Obi?Bring all your zombies, I`ll re-bury emAnd we will even see the fuckin third millenniumI be the High one and Mi be the MightyThat don`t mean that Milo don`t get high wit meThat`s the way we get down so fuck this etiquetteWe be shittin on fools, givin em diarettesChorus [Rahsheed]Behind the mist, peep the relic of rapFeelin this vindictive orantor unmatchedThe sound crash, Alkaholik like TashPuff stress like Meth till I run out of cashI unflash mad skillls to build my own dealMy estate, fly ball left fieldTriology spill so it permeates funkTwo dutches of skunk, straitjacket pre-shrunkAnd listen to dialect because I talk drugs and sexAnd then again kick a rhyme for respect, you ejectGive the open mic night stylePeace to Jazzy Joe, Paul Yams, and Star Child`86 babyChorus 2x[Mr. Eon]Home Field Advantage throughout the playoffsMr. Eon, get his sway off (And one)The Alchemist twistinMight Mi strapped in for the missionBaby Black

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