Lyrics:
mentality with them rhymes so ya listen
If you feel I hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so I'm dissin'
All you weak MC's that fakin' there's no justice
I'm no joke, when up against any adversary
Nifty rowdy, best not crowd me
I snuff mc's, I step off and be audi
Wax and tax ya, comin straight at ya
Your
convenes here till your camp gets smeared like pap
What you tryin to tell me, skills never found me
Workin for peanuts amongst jelly MC's, really ain't my
to follow
Rip up mics when it's time to throw down
Make mc's say: "I don't even wanna go now"
All I need is a mic and a hype groove
Two dancers and my dj mike
follow are fact and now our anthem
Recently I've seen MCs comin' thru
While was at home, on my couch, watchin' the boob tube
Fightin' like a rough
Yeah
Yeah, ahã
1989 (89)
O disco Consciência Black 1 (Consciência Black)
(Gravadora Zimbábue) é o funk
Racionais MC's
Yeah
Eu vou lhes dizer
Disaster, systems break when I quake
Make no mistake, the crowd stays awake when I'm
Shakin' and bakin' and I'm takin' all M-C's
Smilin'
Attention players
The rules of the game have now changed
People are no longer afraid of the truth
You call yourself an MC? Hi-Tek, hit 'em with
me
If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme daps
You can roll with me, yeah maybe
Hey the streets is mine like mixtapes
When an MC grind don't play
to
Fuck up yo' anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly
Spatter-head lyrics I lick through your transmit
MC's submit to the will as I kill your
Juvenile
I'm from Brooklyn, New York City
I be the Earth motherin', smotherin' MC's
Sha Queen covering 360 degrees
See I blow like
get to the floor
(2x)
[MC Lyte]
Romancing in the dark, I spark the light
It's alright tonight, I gotta get the mic
As I scope the crowd, I spot red
talkin' mad shit, but they don't want it
It's the realer MC, the drug dealer MC
If a nigga fake jax, I'm gonna kill a MC
Yeah, you can't handle
a rap Van Damme
And eat MC's like a cake or a slice of pie
I'm not a pimp but I bop like I'm Superfly
People say who's he? I'll give any crew beef
So
The Ferris
The MC HP
Scooter - Back in the UK!
Yes!
Come on!
Somewhere in England
Banging the bass
Join our trip to this weird place
Back
the last time ya seen, a MC so clean
I do my thing, they do even think I'm sixteen
I gotta couple of cribs, push a couple of cars
I pull the Maserati out
ain't notin'
All ya MC's that used to MCs better duck an'
Run an' hide cause it's too late to try to make it right
Ya just messed up and I ain't
Que fortalecem o baile
E deixam a gente à vontade
Chegam os MC's pra poder cantar
E mostrar que o funk nunca vai acabar
Favela...
Orgulho e lazer,
MC's
wir lagen den Eltern auf der Tasche
heut legen wir Texte auf Beats
damals ne 6 in Chemie heute mit nem freshen Release
damals mit löchern im Socken
the pressure plus
When I bust MCs'll be
Trampling each other trying to exit when I flex it
The way I wreck shit is not unexpected
Niggas just lose when I
discount
Scazzo l'mc clown
Vendo roba che non manda in down
Rimango sorridente
Alla faccia di chi scambiò per eccessivamente divertente
Un
nuts
Back by popular demand it's a must
50 MC's with plans to discuss
Plus (say what?)
I be the first one to set it
Watch what you ask for, you just
down
Chorus
Verse Three: MC El, Tame One
Hold up, you rap sucker duck, buck, the track's rough enough
to prove a point, that the niggaz is the joint
to interrupt a party
I don't need a phone to reach out and touch somebody
Gimme a mic, it's just as good as one
Leave the party is what you wack MC's should
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