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DJ Honda
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Straight Talk from NY
作詞:William Maxwell Dixon, Larry C Dodson, Wakeem Dream, Harvey Joe Henderson, Katsuhiro Honda, Allen A Jones, Derrick Murphy, Winston A Stewart, Frank C Thompson
Yeah, from New York to Japan, my plan will slam Holding my own up in this piece DJ Premier and of course, DJ Honda Jazzy Jay in the house, check it out It's goin' on right here inter-nation type, vibe, check the moves kid
I came to get the doe, what you expected I came to mack the hoes, what you expected I came to strictly flow, what you expected Look out, I'm about to blow, hit the exit
Next in command it's the five-foot-eight And three-quarter, warrior Take a stroll down my corridor I can effortlessly instantly burn MC's into effergy it's treachery
'Cause my skills have developed I envelope situations that I'm facin' Each lacin' and I'm chasin' those, the suppose That their game wasn't so phat Yeah, right, punk, you know that
Forget the media labels 'Cause most of the ducks are fucked up and unstable Scared of the black stuff but I like to act up And get real ill 'cause I'm too hot to chill, stupid
Scratching, what you expected
Pussy, step back, fake Jake, I don't get down like that I kick the facts, then I sit and I mack With a sound like that you a one thousand, whack Get a think link, try to hang And bang, now your head swings
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com 'Cause my intellect is universal For me to do or die with no rehearsal One verse will take you outta The weak format and bitch, MC's can take a powder
Still, you scower and skin your grill up But you'll be a casualty that got filled up With my ammo, 'cause I slam your ass To the concrete, you got defeated punk
Scratching, what you expected
Came to collect my loot, what you expected I like the girl that's cute, what you expected Givin' MC's the boot, what you expected I do my duty what you expected
Scratching, what you expected
Five albums, deep into this rap game I slap lame 'cause straight is my aim As I state my claim as the Bald Head Pimpsta Here to administer, sinister attacks upon those who lack
The ability to finesse the beat vocal techniques I slam like Dominique and you know My rhymes are punishin' like torture to your structure Brain cells rupture, what you expected
Scratching, what you expected
I came to get the doe, what you expected I came to mack the hoes, what you expected I came to strictly flow, what you expected Look out, I'm about to blow, hit the exit
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