Raid
[MF DOOM:]
Two-two, one-two!
How DOOM hold heat then preach non-violence?
Shhh! He ‘bout to start the speech, c’mon, silence!
On one starry night, I saw the light,
Heard a voice that sound like Barry White, said, “Sure, you right.”
Don’t let me find out who tried to bite,
They better off goin’ to fly a kite in a firefight
During tornado time with no coat than I caught cha.
Wrote the book on rhymes, a note from the author
With no headshot, he said it’s been a while,
Got a breadwinner style to get an inner child to finna smile,
And that’s no exaggeration,
The doctor told a patient, “It’s all in your imagination negro!”
Ahh, what do he know?
About the buttery flow, he need to cut the ego
Trippin’, to date the Metal Fellow been rippin’ flows
Since New York plates was ghetto yellow with broke blue writing;
This is too exciting,
Folks leave out the show feelin’ truly enlightened,
They say, “The Villain been spittin’ enough lightning
To rock shock the Boogie Down to Brighton.” Aaight, then.
[M.E.D.]
Yeah, check, listen up!
Uh, yeah, now!
How M.E.D. hold heat like Clint East is reborn?
Leave you with more holes than a dartboard.
Haters watch him, Hennessy double shot drink,
Like the answer to the problem’s at the bottle’s bottom.
Uhh, from the bottom, top that, homie, pay how you owe me,
My niggas take no like Kobe.
Even with the the arms of the Hulk, you couldn’t hold me
From getting’ mines, stogies be rolled, smokin’ and getting’ by.
Thanks, rap, I ain’t got a dime,
Got me sneakin’ out of checkout lines with bottles by the waist side.
Yeah, smack ’em in the face, let ’em taste pride,
Face trial, end up washed up like the shorelines.
Do or die ride, how the dead return,
Street turfs keep me in this dirt like an earthworm,
What he spit hits and grows, will brothers ever learn?
Worth a word, chat with a nerd, meeting adjourned.
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[MF DOOM:]
Two-two, one-two!
How DOOM hold heat then preach non-violence?
Shhh! He ‘bout to start the speech, c’mon, silence!
On one starry night, I saw the light,
Heard a voice that sound like Barry White, said, “Sure, you right.”
Don’t let me find out who tried to bite,
They better off goin’ to fly a kite in a firefight
During tornado time with no coat than I caught cha.
Wrote the book on rhymes, a note from the author
With no headshot, he said it’s been a while,
Got a breadwinner style to get an inner child to finna smile,
And that’s no exaggeration,
The doctor told a patient, “It’s all in your imagination negro!”
Ahh, what do he know?
About the buttery flow, he need to cut the ego
Trippin’, to date the Metal Fellow been rippin’ flows
Since New York plates was ghetto yellow with broke blue writing;
This is too exciting,
Folks leave out the show feelin’ truly enlightened,
They say, “The Villain been spittin’ enough lightning
To rock shock the Boogie Down to Brighton.” Aaight, then.
[M.E.D.]
Yeah, check, listen up!
Uh, yeah, now!
How M.E.D. hold heat like Clint East is reborn?
Leave you with more holes than a dartboard.
Haters watch him, Hennessy double shot drink,
Like the answer to the problem’s at the bottle’s bottom.
Uhh, from the bottom, top that, homie, pay how you owe me,
My niggas take no like Kobe.
Even with the the arms of the Hulk, you couldn’t hold me
From getting’ mines, stogies be rolled, smokin’ and getting’ by.
Thanks, rap, I ain’t got a dime,
Got me sneakin’ out of checkout lines with bottles by the waist side.
Yeah, smack ’em in the face, let ’em taste pride,
Face trial, end up washed up like the shorelines.
Do or die ride, how the dead return,
Street turfs keep me in this dirt like an earthworm,
What he spit hits and grows, will brothers ever learn?
Worth a word, chat with a nerd, meeting adjourned.
Автор перевода - VeeWai
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