I gotta kick mo' shit, let me put my fuckin boots on [CHORUS: MC Breed] Seven years, seven years Seven years, seven years Of sweat and tears And what? (Seven
a lot of yall runnin round ain?t none of Yall this supa dupa fly-supe dupa as I-fly across the Sky-cut you like pie-me me and MC Lyte-cuz you wack Straight
Припев за припевом, куплет за куплетом… Хип-хоп раскачивает всю планету. Не важно, что нас кто-то где-то не слышит, Эта музыка жива, пока мы дышим. Пока
: Lass mich allein Ich werd nicht wein'n Du bist so wunderschon, Ich kanns mit Worten kaum beschreiben Es ist wie ein Traum, die Liebe zwischen uns
that we fought in And now it's time for me to sorta claim my fame so Please don't ask the question how low can you go And as for traditional rappers and MC
matter of time Nigga one shot from the.9'll shatter your spine. Fine! - I'm - the last of my breed, (uh!) Criminal tendancies inside of an MC. (yeah!)
: Me and Iggy were giggin' with Ziggy and kickin' with the MC5 Ted and Seger were burnin' with fever and let the Silver bullets fly The Kid was in his
Where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at! we gon do it like this anytime you ready check it. I got seven mack elevens
ich liebe Rap und hatte heulen konnen als ich horte das Pi nicht mehr rappt Doch ich glaub an meine Leute, Abroo, Casper und Kobra, Smx, Seven, Oma und
s straight yo, I'm havin' a great time And I realize some of these things take time But I put out more hits than A-Rod And gotta work a seven-dollar an
: [MC Eiht] Geeyeah, Soul Assassins two times, stick em! Geeyeah, Cypress Hill three times, come on! Geeyeah.. Infiltration be our daily operation for
alive RUNNIN? [Royce] Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it For every hundred MC's rhymin
] Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by So when you see the black 500 (what?) hide from it For every hundred MC's rhymin about birds Only
like Peter Parker Motherfuck the shop, I'll wreck the Goddamn barber Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up You couldn't be a dope MC if
unknown He's known to take your cookies to boogie the bloody microphone Seven MC's, put them in a line Then add seven more niggas who think they can shine Well, it'll take seven
Abusin em, rockin his jewels like we usin em Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar Roll with the older God, build with the Son and the Star [Chorus] All these MC
one eight seven Komm im Mercedes CL Auf die Reeperbahn Gebe Gas trete aufs Pedal AMG in schwarz Bonez MC und Haftbefehl Wir schei?en auf Rap Ticken Hash
: There are seven known wonders of the world, you about to witness the eighth muthafucka... [Verse 1:] I got King Kong in my trunk, King Kong in my