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  • Текст песни Lootpack - Whenimondamic

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    Ha Ha Ha Hah, yes yes
    Return of the b-boy style
    Props to all the b-boys and b-girls in da house
    ("'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely")
    Check it out

    [Chorus]
    I got the vibe, check 1, 2 check 1, 2, 3
    Wild with the style, check 1, 2 check 1, 2, 3
    Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell yeah
    "'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely"

    Yo, as easy as it may seem MC'ing is not a capa-
    Bility for most to possess, you gotta catch up,
    Take the time to create, construct demonstrate
    Set wack MC's straight, drinkin' a V8
    I'm like a baseball player on track, got on steel cleats
    I represent the conscience styles until it hits the streets
    My backbone attack wack poems, got mad rap tones
    I destroy fake Madlib beats and Crackerjack poems (Ha-Ha)
    It's time for lunch already, yes past lunch
    I eat MC's like Captain Crunch, I attack and then punch
    Rap in such different styles that's unlike yours
    Wack MC's, I'll point you out and point out all of your flaws
    All of your jaws get broken, styles no jokin'
    Battling straight up battling is what I'm provokin'
    But I'll die before these wack MC's infect thee
    Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe

    But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes
    I pray to God to step down and take out all them fake
    MC's, pretty please
    "'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely"

    [Chorus]

    Down with the Liks, Jump straight from the bass onto the kicks
    Non-freestylin' MC's fall straight down in the pits
    My name be Jack, spontaneous freestylist when I catch wreck
    Brothers bite me so hard saying my rhymes I ain't even wrote yet
    So I take it to the max, take out Fake-Funkin' Jacks
    Get to the point as I rock over Madlib bumpin' tracks
    "You used to get busy at open mics?" Nah, I still do
    I kill crews, lyrically, spiritually, yo I will do
    Anything it takes to bring be -boy style back
    And the thanks for you to make ya say my rhyme style's phat
    But I'll die before these wack MC's infect these
    Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe

    But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes
    I pray to God to step down and take out all them fake
    MC's, pretty please
    "'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely"

    [Chorus: x2]

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