Текст песни EPMD - It's My Thing
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Yeah time to put it down E Time to put it down E EPMD Millineum Ducats DefCon 9 2 G's Uh huh yeah Yeah it's like this why'all it's like that why'all It's like this why'all it's like that why'all It's like this why'all it's like that why'all Ay E Dub check it out MC's out there, you better stand clear EPMD is a world premier From New York straight talk, America's best Cold wild Long Island, is where we rest Style of the rap, makes your hands clap Take care of myself because the lines are strapped Day mean business, no time for play If you bite a line, we'll roll your way The more you bite, your body gets hot Don't get too close, because you might get shot Gnawin at my rhyme like a poisonous rat Don't play Dumbo, you're smarter than that It's my thing The rhythmatic style, keeps the rhyme flowin Good friends already bitin, without you knowin Can't understand, why your body's gettin weaker Then you realize, it's the voice from the speaker The mind become delirious, situation serious Don't get ill, go and get curious Nuff about that, let's get on to somethin better And if gets warm, take off the hot sweater And if you want some water, I'll get you a cup And if you don't want it, then burn the hell up I'm tellin you now boy, you ain't jack Talkin much junk like Mr. T at your back but he's not, so don't act cute Cause if you do you in hot pursuits It's my thing As the song goes on you will notice a change The way I throw down, the way I say my name The mic that I'm packin, is flame resistant So MC be cool, and keep your distance When I walk into the party girls are screamin at me I park my mic and my hoes, and then I yell FREEZE.. Music please Ah where was I? Oh yes Say a def rhyme then I plumb the rest Everytime I rock a rhyme I can tell that you like it Emotion is strong, like the mind of a psychic The mind is weary, floatin like a dove Sweating and things, like cause you was makin love Control the crowd, so they can accept it Total concentration is the perfect method It's my thing The wack I subtract, the strong I attack The ones who grab the mic and freeze, I throw it back I perfect and eject, make MC's sweat Take em off on the mic then I tell em step Not waiting or debating, cause MC's keep hating Play me too close, like two dogs mating Now let's get on with the rest of the lesson Don't really like it when suckers start messin Tryin to make a scene, talkin very loud Talkin much junk to attract a crowd You say you want to battle, your first mistake You get quiet and stuff, like you was at a wake In the beginnin, you knew you wasn't winnin Now you feel ashamed, your head starts bendin Kinda upset boy -- I understand You lost again -- I won, god damn It's my thing My funky fresh lyrics, put you in the spirit I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear it The rhymes I designed, are right on time and at the crowd on my mic, flash a danger sign Cause I'm the Thriller of Manilla, MC cold killer Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller MC's cold clockin til the party's through then they tap me on my shoulder and say, "This Bud's for you" To be a real MC, you can't be obedient To be smooth is the main ingredient You have to be silky like a Milky Way To be able to make it work, you rest and play I control the pace of the rate the rhymes blowin Hydraulically jacked, is the way they're flowin Slow yes, just like they're awed The comparison is wave like the motion of water, smooth.. While the record is spinnin, got your fly girlie grinnin MD is on the mic, you know I'm only beginnin Rhymes fresher than fresh, never heard me fess Scored 110, on my MC test My rhymes are strong than Tyson, hold a MC license When I grab the mic, MC's get frightened I'm dangerous, I'm here to crush some bones Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh You mess around, and we'll be fightin It's alright if you bite, but don't recite because the rhymes are mine, and that ain't right But until just chill to the next episode Donald J, yo, release the code It's my thing Erick and Parrish millennium Ducats All the way live, 2 G's, 2 G's, 5 G's New legacy Смотрите также:
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Lounge Homeboy You в опасной зоне
Что я имею в виду под лаундж, я не имею в виду Bitin, да
Ты возишься, и мы будем сражаться
Все в порядке, если ты кусаешь, но не читаешь
Потому что рифмы мои, и это не так
Но пока не расслабится на следующий эпизод
Дональд Дж, Йо, выпустить код
Это мое дело
Эрик и Пэрриш Миллениум Дукатс
Весь путь в прямом эфире, 2 г, 2 г, 5 г
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