Текст песни Tommy Tee f El Da Sensai, Mike Zoot - International Connects
Tommy Tee f El Da Sensai, Mike Zoot - International Connects слова песни
[Verse One: Mike Zoot]Some fictions advice nigga, I`m nice to the letterFor better og worse I cross the finish lineAnd find the purse firstBorn the Kapricon, hit it and formAnd show my ways of the forceOral, grab the courceCrosses jaws to I use it up vocabullaryIt takes half reception to magnify my veryDetailed mail delivered straight from the mouth pieceShout out to the white niggaz who don`t know about thisSuper sub-urb my verbal calistetics is patheticMC, yo, a sinner, when I`m about to rap so ghetticIn ya head I whoop the story like the writer of a novelSlip out the canned laugh, no time to agree the rubbleBut instead I feed your head with the truth, no doubtAbout low term confirm, no to make a mic burnAnd since I`m Mike Zoot we get the looping dashAnd with my ass and my rules, so long till last[Chorus: Repeat 2x]We got the runs, rhymes, beats and all thingsThis in it Mike Zoot the ill shit we bringIt`s like, that, thisHit, we don`t missBK, to the bricks on this Tommy Tee shit[Verse Two: El Da Sensai]You wanna beat us, a black kidA baby born in scornHere`s to all for the freeFor all is joint in this sing alongTo the king shit, legitimyThe harderst work in cornersI swear you want now, I don`t know ways nowTake a chance and get onAs I storm boulevardsRun up and bomb rush for once plusMy tooth sence broken, talking clothes to back of the busDrugs and dirt water, see realness in my auraIs ambitious, so I slash performerThis tracks make me wanna just smoke and get looseTip my cup ova a fruit drink, mix it with fruit juiceMike Zoot the new weed guy, hypnotate a big fryDo it, wanna sell you, I know you wanna see me dieCertainify, I`m hard, not stupidYou gettin` diplomatic, juice papers that`s no approvalOn a paper, type me a favour or pay the pagerBills are cock trees and fill the refridgeratorTill later, like when it`s done offI wanna run off shittin`On fake friends there are forgotten, bless the ones that didn`tThey stay fresh on my mind, like the rhyme does writtenA couple of bosses dropped out, now I`m ready for the kickin`[Chorus: Repeat 2x]El Da Sen-Sen-Sensai, oh excuse me, my name`s Mike Zoot, I`m from the 90sEl Da Sen-Sen-Sensai, my name`s Mike Zoot, I`m from the 90s