Текст песни Ultramagnetic MC`s - Chorus Line Pt. 2
Ultramagnetic MC`s - Chorus Line Pt. 2 слова песни
[Kool Keith]Can you funk with it? (3X)Rappers wanna step on the X, then go to shitI got the mic in my hand and well equippedUsin my style for a firm set of actionMC`s beware, the club windows I`m bashinThrowin rhymes and bombs and some cocktailsYou better move quick, but not slow snailsI get smooth on daddy and granddaddyWhy? Cause I`m the great grandfatherMC in motion, G as in go leftRhymin on off-beat, the X is so death-defyinSuper scrubs keep tryinYou wanna bite like a pit? I`ll be the lionI`ll chew your ass like monkies on wild kingdomAnd look at birds and bees that come sting themTime after time, rhyme after rhymeCause you ain`t jack shit, not even a dimeA nickel and penny, a one dollar billHow can you break wild and tell brothers to chillYou ain`t the man to move and stop the cannonballNo matter how you run hide, it`s gonna land and fallstraight on your brain, the X`ll drop rocksLeave a rapper with mumps and chicken poxStandin still and stiff like a mannequinBloody Kotex and sweat, and start panickinI`m dissin rappers like Damon on Living ColorYou need my help on the stage? I`m not your motherfather, son, your pissy little cousinSuckers are crabs, I grab em all by the dozenYou think you`re hard with them hats and all that black onYou`re not scarin the X, yo bring the wack onI load the mic up and bust like a mack 10while my DJ go wild, do a backspinKick em down, one two, flights of four stairsThis ain`t no sample or break from Roy AyersI`m just a convict, skippin the prison lineYo, I`m on the chorus line[Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] Flipmaster, bust your rhyme Yeah.. my funkiest deep down from the underground down in the Bronx, this is the FUNK[Ced Gee]Yo melody change up, grip on the beat rightI come correct hit hard like a fist fightI thank God for pavin the waysfor writin these dope rhymes, and rappers I slaidI`m kickin the rhymegram, as dope as I can andto make you say god damn, Gee`s got a hype jamTo crush a punk and make em beg for mercyBecause he`s nothin, he can`t touch meThe metaphor master, has to blast ya fasterYou wanna step in my way, then I`ll smash yaYou see you`re a bit slow, your flow`s out of sync broYou rhyme like a weasel, my rhymes are cock dieselSo step if you really feel cockyand I`ll flip and bash your skull like RockyCall you Bullwinkle, snatch your gameplanYou played out son like Dudley Captain CavemanSet you down, explain you can`t go farYou rhyme kinda country like some shit out of Hee-HawCed Gee and I`m flexin my wrathTakin rappers by one, cold BUSTIN that assSo now you know exactly what`s the timeI`m cold illin on the new chorus line[Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![C.Gee] Yo Tim Dog, bust your rhyme Yo, man it`s the man himself The motherfuckin illegal alien one Yo comin up next is Tim Dog Yo Dog, eat them motherfuckers[Tim Dog]Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, comin at chawith a funky rhyme that`ll sure nuff catch yaGet fat, get slow, get high, get LOWbut you still can`t BLOWRhythm is smashin whippin ass is a passionSuckers that keep clashin break em like glass and{*crashing glass*} you just shatterinFuck with Tim Dog, well you know you`re not badder thanI`m rich and thick, you`re "cup of noodles"My rhymes are hardcore when you`re rubber like doo dooStep back, ease back and just listenI`m dissin, all suckers that keep wishinRhyme and rhyme, with the rhyme, bring another rhymeGet another rhyme, bring a rhyme, let your mother rhymeSteppin to the A.M., steppin to the P.M.Steppin to the bus while I`m ridin in the B.M.*vrrroom vrrroom* You see me jettin right bywith the fly latin girl in my rideYou gettin jealous? You shouldn`t be jealousLet me ask the fellas - hey fellaswhy is he jealous, jockin me and my fly ride?You really really really wanna get insideYou wanna riff but I got the gift that come swiftand ain`t got time for that BULLSHITPulsate devestate and innovateSuckers that think they`re great I just mutilateTim Dog, comin back with the rhymeFuckin up shit on the chorus line[Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] It`s a chorus line[Ultra] It`s a chorus line![Tim D] T.R., yeah, bust your rhyme! I think the track is very complicated I don`t know, any place that will accept the track like this We can`t deal with that stuff, it`s too tight[T.R. Love]Back again, comin off on a hype trackThe man is back again, cause it`s like thatBLACK, matter of fact, in death reactcombat, motherfuckers don`t want thatstyle, rip it up style, catch a fill it up styleFreestyle, so buckwildI got the style you want to hearWho`s next? You better fearT.R., the super S-T-A-R, like a CzarIn control, by farCruisin, like a Benz or a JaguarBoss your Audi, like John GottiSo like my man whose name is..Make a move? I`ll make you famousAnd if you choose to step to this, you get next to this?Remember the ExorcistI wrap rappers like my man named boloTake out a city, like ChernobylI`m greatly underrated, highly elevatedTo serve and destroy, is how I demonstrate itTo keep grooves and move to soothe and provefans and guests performers I amuseTo teach and reach, anyone or anybodyA fan will grab my hand and wants to join the partyI got skills and style for each and every time.... on the chorus line!