the Rap De Rap show And I'm the Doo Doo Man Playing all the slammin' rap tunes For you Mack Daddies and Mackettes So hold tight for a one hour rap sweep
Übersetzung: De La Soul. Rap De Rap Show.
the Rap De Rap show and I'm the Doo Doo Man playing all the slammin' rap tunes for all you Mack Daddies and Mackettes, so hold tight for a one hour rap
the beef shit still look what I done (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Here we go again!!!! [Chorus: ?) I can feel it, comin in the air tonight Oh looooord!!! (Heart and soul
I'm a nigga for assignment One of the suqads finest [echo] Skilled in gorilla warfare And blessed Work with firearm [echo] My rap shit Contains
block Educated on these cold streets Gettin money makin dummies out the police, ain't no peace for an adolescent nigga to rap, so be a thinker Bud smokin
I hope you comfortable cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless and young soul
stop Cuz These lawyers getting money Everytime they knock us Slashing pockets lyrically Suckas fleed when they notice Switched my name to Makaveli Had the rap
You could sell em your soul or they'll be on ya til a niggaz ghost And everyday I read the paper there's another lie They show my picture for the crimes
can't stop now Em, 50 off the hook, he got to calm down I guess I'm out of control, my mind, body and soul Tell me I'm bein pimped and it's makin me sick
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this rap shit, like
chased by those lights Only the light's lime, and my mic's on And my time is none, because I'm writing more I don't hear to meet a soul in this business
I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky", nigga you
... Chorus: Back, back, forth and forth Back, back, forth and forth Back, back, forth and forth Back, back, forth and forth Rap (R. Kelly): Oh, here's the formality, get up on the you see, Show
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I'm on the bus in the back lounge Sweaty, cold confused in another unfamiliar town Another sold out show Spilling my soul
to the freak of def ounces And we announce this, follow us to show you what the sound is Primo and the Peas collaboratin like great Aiyyo let's do this, let's do this, we show
and leave 'em scarred (scarred) But not scarred physically (WHAT?) More like scarred mentally (yeah) I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?) I'ma show you
