- The Cypher, Part III (feat. Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markie, Craig G & Roxanne Shante) 歌词 Frankie Cutlass
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- Frankie Cutlass The Cypher, Part III (feat. Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markie, Craig G & Roxanne Shante) 歌词
- Frankie Cutlass
- (Marley Marl)I don't care who's first or who's last
But I know that y'all better just drop this At the dro-dro-drop of a dime ba-----baby (Masta Ace)Crai-Crai-Craig G light up the mic Craig-Craig-Craig-Craig Craig G light up the mic Craig G light up the mic for The Symphony (Craig G)Ahh, Politics & Bull*******t got me hectic Let me show y'all new rappers how to do a posse record Craig G-I, with the Frankie C U-T-L-A-Double-S, MC's get trouble best I flow with the the swiftness, never However new MC's pulled the lever My style's much better Anyone can be a victim Empty tracks I lick sick em I flip em rip em and strip em of all of they pride As I slide, in out of these states I stay great What the G stand for I'm slammin you and your whole staff Style, split an atom in half East Coast, West Coast, don't make me laugh! The whole America feels my wrath, ahh! It's like a terrier was on that ass, ahh, yeah! Cause nine-six ain't about jack *******t ****** Versacci I'm like Rocky when I'm bustin' yo lip Bust these metaphors, for better or worse My style burst Your grill into itty-bitty pieces As I release, my thesis Uhh, Craig G, I believe that's me Ninetenn-eighty-five til infinity, ahhh (Roxanne Shante)Shante! Sha-sha, sha-sha, sha-sha, sha-sha Shante! Shante! The baddest around Hey yo, you're lost in the sauce ******* still remain, useless But when I reign ******* can't sustain The drama, word to momma ******* I leave you leakin' Roxanne Shante stay creepin' You sleepin' but I stay armed and dangerous No matter what your name is ******* I make you famous A lot of ******* swear *******t's sweet But when I creep I'mma lace you From your head to your ******' feet Frankie Cutlass put me on so I'm back again Ain't nothin changed it's still the same Ain't no smilin' friend I remember eighty-seven, eighty-eight I was the only one gettin' weight from upstate Gettin cake, Juice Crew All-Stars was my boys Runnin round town baby makin' mad noise Backtrack turn back the page Live on stage, wreckin' ******s at a early age I was only fifteen thinkin' big time At the time blind All my eyes saw was gold mine So all you fake Cristal sippin' ******* Here's a thirty-eight *******, click it! I didn't think so... (Biz Markie)Biz-biz-biz, I be the Biz Markie Biz Markie, aoooowwwwwww! Hey hey hey, I'm the eMmmaZah-A Igga-R-Rrahidy-iZza-Rrahzah-K I don't have a big mouth, just a lot to say So listen to my rhythm and rap display, OK I rock the mic to the T-O-P And every record that I make, I make history Like a-oh-oh-oh, WHA-OHH! ah-one two Is some of the things that I used to do But right about now I got a different flow I rock from New York City to Mexico From England, Australia, back to Japan They know I'm Mista Magic Cool With the mic in my hand, so You know I got more rhymes than Muhammad Ali That's why my name rings bells internationally Never neglected well protected as an MC yet I'm super duper with the rhymes I invent Big Daddy Kane You know you're part of the staff Get on the mic, get on the mic god damnit Get on the mic on my behallllllllllllllllllllf (The name Kane is superior to many people) Waaoooowowwww!! (BDK)Tell me what you see, and uhh, vectorize, when you check your eyes Baby, recognize, it's the rawest chump To make the verse in the chorus bump With rhymes skills to be retarded like Forrest Gump Now feel the pain runnin' through your chest area Thoughts of the attack It got you fearin' the bodily abuse That you phony ******s makin' me produce Warfare put to use, ****** all that Just turn me loose, huh And this is for those who don't know the half I want to see just how well you know your math Now, in case a ****** want to get out of line Just tell me how many times does 16 go into 9 See, a lot of you rappers like to front as if you're ruthless But when I'm around, you make all kind of excuses Like "I just remembered, yo my niece need diapers kid. Plus I got homework, bible-study" all types of *******t. Boo-yaka, any ******' tune to ya King Asiatic, tell me what we gonna do wit ya One more thing, the next example One of you ******s is bout to be it Now close your eyes tight Cause trust me you don't want to see it
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