Текст песни Легальный Бизнес - Настоящий Хип-Хоп

Legal busine $$ - Real Hip Hop (lyrics)

This hip-hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse.
This way you will drive in the coffin if you're weak.
Rap read only real men.
And do not even try to understand rap, if you are weak.

When the microphone in his hand, I took - all hands on deck, the storm, the ninth point.
Rap - it's always a scandal, a real fight without rules.
This you have not seen, we are opening the ball.
Who was, he sat down, who sat - fell.
With mad room - on the stage of the A-and-a-z, professional,
Rhyming devil took control of the crowd.
The crowd started the goal was struck, did the trick.
Partner baton passed and gone.
Dai, Legalize, give me the ball, give me the microphone Now.
I'll show them to the class, continue your story.
My name N'Pans, together we - & quot; Legal busine $$ & quot ;.
The score of any match is always in our favor advantage.
We do business, yes, we know the business.
Every day, every season of the microphone is heated white hot.
Our time has come, our time to came,
This hip-hop only in your city like Godzilla.

This hip-hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse.
This way you will drive in the coffin if you're weak.
Rap read only real men.
And do not even try to understand rap, if you are weak.

I was born with a microphone in my hand.
It was me instead of toys; I rhymed in a wheelchair.
On the walk and breakfast, even while sitting on the pot,
I wrote the line. Mom and Dad were in shock.
I did not want to listen to fairy tales, like the other kids.
Absorb the sounds of rap poses loved most in the world.
Studies in high school in my way, I was annoyed.
Doing to the crowd screaming - that's what was my school.
Instead, the institute chose to rhyme on top of the bit.
Every day from morning till night, worked up a sweat.
Now it's my job, my rap brings me my bread.
Someone says hip-hop: & quot; Stop & quot ;, is a fool, he is blind.
Anyway, all this is our world, just wait a little bit.
But know that only a strong spirit can pass this road.
Do you think that rap to read - it is so easy? Not so much.
Take the microphone - try. Haha, sit down, your score - two.

This hip-hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse.
This way you will drive in the coffin if you're weak.
Rap read only real men.
And do not even try to understand rap, if you are weak.

Give the plant by the end of next year
Graffiti cover the walls of the houses of the city.
Hip-hop culture will all regions, all of the capital.
Break will be dancing on every street.
Fans of hip-hop, vskinte arms into the sky.
Show us your love for him to the grave.
Rap in our lives given every minute.
Day: a notebook and pen, by night, a microphone and the audience.
Yes, the crowd rifmotsennaya for rapper - destiny.
Days of writing texts at night to shake the walls of the club.
You think: to live like foolish, and we made our choice.
Using the microphone rotate the globe.
Each of our rhyming punch throws vzharil crowd.
Explode hits like an atomic bomb.
We do not rap, hell, rap is - us.
God bless our hip-hop rhymes.

This hip-hop you right in the forehead, and you - a corpse.
This way you will drive in the coffin if you're weak.
Rap read only real men.
And do not even try to understand rap, if you are weak.