Текст песни Tony Touch f Black Star - Black Star Freestyle
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*send all corrections directly to typist*[Mos Def] (Talib Kweli)Ay ay ay (yo wassup)Whoooooweee! (You about to take a ride on the Black StarGalactacon)(Yo yo here we go)*together*Black Star keeps shinin wherever we rhyminYo, we unearth the diamond check us outThe Black Star keeps shinin wherever we rhyminYo, we unearth the diamond[Talib Kweli] (Mos Def)Tony Touch keep winnin wherever he spinnin (Yo Puerto Rico, YOOOOO!)(Yo ?voice wit go? YOOOOO!)Yo check the way he be livin (Bed-Stuy go, YOOOOO!) Tony Touch keep winninWherever he spinnin, check the way he be livin(Crown Heights go YOOOOO!)(Kweli how you feel?) "I feel like a king!" (Ah shit)"Yeah" Yes I doBrookyln (yeah yeah yeah wha wha), Uptown, Boogie Down*together*The B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, movin like eight lights, we brightB-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin itThe B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, beamin like eight lights, we brightB-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin itRockin you, yes yes we be rockin it[Mos Def]How to live in a world without Big and Tupac in itI stay the unconscious and say maintain prosperousUnstoppable, doctoral, b-boy scholarship[Talib Kweli]Niggas try to do me when they can`t see through meYo I`m Out Of Sight, you need a Peacemaker like George ClooneyYo Kweli, I drop masterpieces like Paul MooneyIf you don`t like what I`m sayin, fuck it sue me(Yo, who we?)Black Star, Tony Touch you get rushed like you the only dutchIn a room full of weed heads that smoke WAY too muchTrust I been battlin since Ethopia was CushCold-crush niggas to dust, I`m too much from Flatbush[Mos Def]Esta loca, Black Star rock wit Tony TocaMy contents, over the fence like Sammy SosaEscuchar mi *something in Spanish*Black Star, ? make the comp feel smaller than answerDisconnect the nerve endings on your wack sensitivityProvide five side audio, technical and imageryInitially, alot of cats wasn`t really hearin meAnd now when I rhyme, they keep they hands high like the centipede[Talib Kweli]See independently, we took niggas out so what nowWe like Chuck D, the whole operation and Shut It DownAsk my man Black Sean, your style`s played out like Sasson`sSo you look for a new dick to grab onThey say I`m self-righteous, but nah it`s more like I justCombine battle skills and conscience and I still flow the tightestGolden Touch like Midas on my favorite DJ TonyAnd if you got skills, fuck tellin me, just show meYou know me, the city slicker, invade your town like promo stickersSpeak it quicker, turnin you yellow like shit-kickersYou sound gay, your rhymes is drier than Santa FeMy mind spray mad guerilla war tactics like I was Shea[Mos Def]Gold-capped quarter trench, fresh nubians and WalleesSon I`m classic Brooklyn like the Ebbet`s Field trolleyThis lies the satellite that transmitts your channelKeep low on your panel, old man like gray flannelInner-state trucker breaker, now yo what`s your handleWhen the Black thump we give you back hump like a camelFuck flossin a Movado and the champagne bottleI grab the mic and have your chicka like *something in Spanish*B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, movin like eight lights we brightB-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shineRockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin it"I feel like a king!" Ah shit