Текст песни The High and Mighty - Hot Spittable
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Intro:Girl: Soon you`ll have a bandMr. Eon: It`s just my voice and this handGirl: That`s what hip hop was and still standsEon: WhatGirl: Soon you`ll have a bandEon: It`s just my voice and this handGirl: That`s what hip hop was and still standsEon: CauseGirl: We don`t have a bandEon: It`s just my voice and this handGirl: That`s what hip hop was and still standsGirl: We don`t have a bandEon: It`s just my voice and this handGirl: That`s what hip hop was and still standsVerse 1:Death to the mic, Starbuck`s on arrivalRaised in Illadel where I wrecked the recitalIntroduced Jack Daniels to Mary JaneNow they dating in my body, shit ain`t the sameYour petty thinking cat need training like AmtrakCan`t stand that, need to abandon thatCatch a random violent act, over a phantom trackWith zoot suits and Hammer pants, we ain`t wearin` thatSwearin` that they nice, when I`m vastly, more nastyTrashy, trying to be all cute and dashingTo alien crafts, I`m unabductibleMy visionary path is unobstructibleWith the dope we on, Ma look like a PokemonArsenic laced lyrics that you choking onCatch my illest tale up on story boardsLike my latest smorgasbord with 40 whoresChorus:High & Mighty nicest, too hot spittableMr. Eon`s frequency`s untrasmittibleCome around the way, we don`t act hospitableCan`t see us, so on stage we invisible(Repeat)Verse 2:Killed Billy Blanks with Tae-Bo, puffin` hydroBut guess what kids?, I wasn`t even high thoughA thousand thirty words can`t describe my sturdy turdsAbsurd, like 30 nerds doing the Dirty Bird, in AtlantaTrash, skidded up PampersLooking like some old washed up exotic dancersTrains get sprayed like high schoolers these daysThey don`t listen to hip hop, they checkin` Green DayMy unexpectedness is like the `69 MetsMy 69 wets on my Penthouse petsA mic, better snatch itRecord, gotta scratch itA loop, better catch itThe blunt, better ash itWho wanna see me erupt?Like I had beans, tacos, pizza and Chinese for lunchWatch me daydream about Tyra`s vaginaTake a VH to it, catch me in the all nighterChorusVerse 3:I`m the illest one, I`ll smoke L`s for 50 yearsCatch emphysema, then sue Phillie BluntsReally stunts, no need for elaborate tacticsJust lick your lips and presto!, it`s my mattressElectrocute you in wet clothing articlesSend your air particles to the AntarcticasWith no bubble Nauticas, no fleecesMore popular in Brooklyn than Pee Wee Reese isMore infamous in L.I. than Colin FergusonMore hated Uptown that Mayor Rudy sonI`m David Berkowitz, when I be spurtin` thisSon of Sam on this here diagramFuck immaculate conception, I was Anakin`s dadTook the book to Amsterdam, now the Vatican`s sadSee my, boys are nuts ill ploys on cutsYour Mattels can`t swell, you be Toys`R`UsChorusOutro:Yes indeed, too hotThe spittablest, Mr. EonYes indeed, Dick StarbuckComin` through once againDJ Mighti Mi, Henry Spitty