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Текст песни Theodore Unit f Method Man, Streetlife - The Drummer

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[Intro: sample (Ghostface Killah)]I don`t want the horns, blowing..I don`t want the streets to play a melody...(yeah, it`s hip hop, it`s hip hopThe mic needs to be a little bit more crystal)I don`t want to hear the good time is coming..Don`t want to hear the voices in back of me...(youknowhatI`msaying? Cuz I`m bout to go in)I`m not gonna hear it! I don`t want the drummer..[Ghostface Killah]Awwwww, Meth Tical, yo, you stepped on my corns and shitGot the charm lit, bomb wrist, what type of arm is this?I seen you at the Grammy`s with a triple Bar Mitz`Can I kick it? (Hell No!)That`s why she got hair in her elbows and she real slowAnd a, every two weeks she gotta see her P.OShe`s a disgrace to signs, she fuck it up for LeosMethod Man (Toney Starks) the most important M.C. in the whole wide worldIs you and you hardly even know it, know it, know it..[Streetlife]Watch me shock the world, move the masses like a landslideIt`s a literal stickup, everybody`s (hands high)See the bigger, picture, I`m out for the grand prizeI`m not a role player, senor, I`m the franchise[Trife Da God]Aiyo, with Trife sweatin`, every bullet is life threatenin`And you could get a chest full of slugs in a slight secondYo, my nine milli` pistol`s really officialSo you can Analyze That like DeNiro and Billy Crystal[Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, it`s Ghost with the sky blue kufi, smashin` groupiesLeavin` them fiend out, like New Jack`s PookieEvery line is like ninety nine dimesShrine auditorium rap, aquarium`s in my wall in the back[Method Man]Now that you know my name, niggaz know my gameIf you feel me, then you know my painI seen you rap dudes done stole my slang, try`nna hold my fameAin`t even strong enough to hold my thangWanna flow, fuck with me though, baby, I`mma try`nna see doughMy squad got them caught in the yard screamin` for C.OEvery time we blow, it raise the prize on the padricoYa`ll niggaz shoot your guns like Shaq shootin` a free throw[Trife Da God]Spark the fluid, hop out and park the BuickI got fiends blowin` CREAM like Martha StewartWe on that up north jail shit, harder than steel chipsYa`ll niggaz better bail quick, before you inhale clips[Streetlife]Ya`ll better get low, before I let the Tec blowStreetlife, I`mma try`nna get more dollars than KreftloThe whole hood echoes, every time my nine let goGet out of line or steal your life like a klepto[Ghostface Killah]When Biggie died, they came out with Biggie friesBig biscuits got me over, in the streets widePrada gloves, layin` for thugs, prayin`Drop a bronco buster, G-37 on the rap patient[Method Man]I`mma leave the shit this summer in that H2 Hummer nowMami gotta call your bean ass ay caramba, nowEh boy el loco, oh no, I ain`t YokoMy hoes, I keep `em lookin` good, right, but no dough[Outro: sample]I don`t want no horns blowing..I don`t want the -- I don`t want the drummer..I don`t want the -- I don`t want the drummer..

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