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A Tribe Called Quest - Phony Rappers Şarkı Sözleri
phony rappers who do not write phony rappers who do not excite phony rappers, check it out, aight verse one: kamaal (q-tip) yo, i was riding the train and this puerto rican kid said simple and plain let´s battle it kinda took me by surprised cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize i said screw it, i ain´t got nuttin to lose but um but i got to do this shit real quick so um hurry up kid, bust your joints and then i´ll bust mine and i be out cuz i got to see this hottie, he said ok now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, that´s what he said then i came back and just fucked up his head cuz yo, he thought an mc who was seen on tv couldn´t hold the shit down in new york city aiyyo, i showed his ass, then i went off on my task to bless her ass uptown, real mc´s will hold it down yea, yea, sonny, to the beat like that you wanna bring it to me, where you at verse two: phife dawg yes, dread, i had a similiar situation when this kid tried to tell me i didn´t deserve my occupation he said i wasn´t shit that i was soon to fall i looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip ay, you know me, you know i had to come out my shit trying to lounge at the mall, meet skef and mr walton finally i banged his ass wit the verbal assault he said a rhyme about his.45 and his nickelbags of weed that´s when i preceeded to give him what he needed talking ´bout i need a phillie right before i get loose poor excuse, money please, i get loose off of orange juice preferly minute maid cuz that´s exactly what it takes to write a rhyme, huh, to school your nickels and your dimes because an mc like me be on tv don´t mean i can´t hold my shit down in nyc phony rappers who do not write phony rappers who do not excite phony rappers, you know they type phony rappers, check it verse three: phife, consequence it seems there´s a sanitation, y´all full of thrash talker sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker talking ´bout your mic days and your breakdancing not enhancing, you sound tired oh, shit, i didn´t know you like to play yourself in front´cha friends sitting there, lying to no end mc´s for me make things happening talk about a world but in a form of rapping who will be the captain of this ship if it goes down, don´t you know you have to go wit it just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks doesn´t mean that you´ve reach the mc´s peak let me stop sounding all bitter ghetto child, never be a quitter but don´t be a phony in the litter take it as a letter from the better take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass jetta´s c: yo, phife, you need a condom p: word to god, mess around i catch aids from mc´s being on my nuts too hard c: cuz on my blvd you better bring your bodyguard p: and what´s your blvd c: lp, i represent naturally p: so don´t step on the rolly if you know that you´re phony or else i bend that ass like elbow macaroni cuz i gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real) a tribe called quest, you see we never half step c: (so on your mark) get ready, mc´s be jetti me and phifey be on ya like veronica and betty archie, jughead, snuffing mc´s from brainslane down to hempstead p: yes ´quence, see over his rhyme style is older that a chrysler car nova i´m wilder then the cats from arizona villanova, un, un, kentucky whos´ the next mc stepping up to try and bust me bring him here and boy, will i ever let him have it c: and when it comes to the microphone, don´t even try to grab it what? |
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