Текст (слова) песни: Big Daddy Kane - Colors (soundtrack version)

Verse One:

Here I am . . . R-A-W
terrorist, here to bring trouble to
phoney emcees, I move on and sieze
I just conquer, and stomp another rapper with ease
Cause I`m at my apex and others are be-low
nothing but a milliliter, I`m a kilo
Second to none, making emcees run
Also don`t try to step to me, cause I ain`t the one
I relieve rappers just like Tylenol
and they know it, so I don`t see why you all
try to front, perpetrating a stunt
when you know that I`ll smoke you up like a blunt
I`m genuine like Gucci, raw like sushi
The Sage of Rage is what rap did to me
To make me want to create chaos and mayhem
cold rock a party, until the A.M.
I`ll make a muscle, grab the mike and hustle
while you stand dazed and amazed, I`ll bust a little rhyme
with authority, superiority
and captivate the whole crowd`s majority
The rhymes I use definately amuse
better than Dynasty or Hill Street Blues
I`m sure to score, endure for more without a flaw
Cause I get RAW!

Verse Two:

I give a speech like a reverend, rappers start severin
and in my lifetime, believe I`ve never been beaten
or eaten, or just tookin out
you know, come to think about, I keep emcees lookin out
And real nervous, when I`m at your service
Also give me that title boy, you don`t deserve this
I work like a slave to become a master
And when I say a rhyme, you know that it has ta
be perfectly fitted, cause I`m committed
the entertainer and trainer and Kane`ll get with it
I go and flow and grow to let you know, I`ll damage ya
I`m not an amateur but a professional unquestionable, without a doubt superb
Also full of action, my name should be a verb
My voice will float, on every note
when I clear my throat, that`s all she wrote
The minute that the Kane starts to go on
believe it`s gonna be smooth sailing so sail on
As I put other rappers out of their misery
Get em in a battle and make them all history
Rulin and schoolin, emcees that I`m duelin
watch em all take a fall, as I sit back coolin
on a throne, with a bronze microphone
Uhm, God bless the child that can hold his own
Cause I get raw!

Verse Three:

chillin, killin like a villain
the meaning of RAW is Ready And Willing
to do whatever is clever, take a loss never
And the rhymes I bust, comin off is a must
And I come off hard with rhymes that are odd
I rip the microphone and leave it scarred
Never smokin or hittin or takin a sniff
Only crushin emcees that be tryin to riff
I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic
make emcees panic, they all get frantic
And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive
As I rocked, but hey, what you expected?
I`ll get raw for ya, just like a warrior
rather like a samurai, and I;ll be damn if I
ever let a Fisher-Price emcee hang
their rhymes are toy, nothing but ying yang
So if we battle on the microphone
bring your own casket and tombstone
And I`ma preach your funeral, tell me who in the world
could ever come with more, I get RAW!

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Big Daddy Kane - Colors (soundtrack version) Verse One: Here I am . . . R-A-W terrorist, here to bring trouble to phoney emcees, I move on and sieze I just conquer, and stomp another rapper with ease Cause I`m at my apex and others are be-low nothing but a milliliter, I`m a kilo Second to none, making emcees run Also don`t try to step to me, cause I ain`t the one I relieve rappers just like Tylenol and they know it, so I don`t see why you all try to front, perpetrating a stunt when you know that I`ll smoke you up like a blunt I`m genuine like Gucci, raw like sushi The Sage of Rage is what rap did to me To make me want to create chaos and mayhem cold rock a party, until the A.M. I`ll make a muscle, grab the mike and hustle while you stand dazed and amazed, I`ll bust a little rhyme with authority, superiority and captivate the whole crowd`s majority The rhymes I use definately amuse better than Dynasty or Hill Street Blues I`m sure to score, endure for more without a flaw Cause I get RAW! Verse Two: I give a speech like a reverend, rappers start severin and in my lifetime, believe I`ve never been beaten or eaten, or just tookin out you know, come to think about, I keep emcees lookin out And real nervous, when I`m at your service Also give me that title boy, you don`t deserve this I work like a slave to become a master And when I say a rhyme, you know that it has ta be perfectly fitted, cause I`m committed the entertainer and trainer and Kane`ll get with it I go and flow and grow to let you know, I`ll damage ya I`m not an amateur but a professional unquestionable, without a doubt superb Also full of action, my name should be a verb My voice will float, on every note when I clear my throat, that`s all she wrote The minute that the Kane starts to go on believe it`s gonna be smooth sailing so sail on As I put other rappers out of their misery Get em in a battle and make them all history Rulin and schoolin, emcees that I`m duelin watch em all take a fall, as I sit back coolin on a throne, with a bronze microphone Uhm, God bless the child that can hold his own Cause I get raw! Verse Three: chillin, killin like a villain the meaning of RAW is Ready And Willing to do whatever is clever, take a loss never And the rhymes I bust, comin off is a must And I come off hard with rhymes that are odd I rip the microphone and leave it scarred Never smokin or hittin or takin a sniff Only crushin emcees that be tryin to riff I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic make emcees panic, they all get frantic And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive As I rocked, but hey, what you expected? I`ll get raw for ya, just like a warrior rather like a samurai, and I;ll be damn if I ever let a Fisher-Price emcee hang their rhymes are toy, nothing but ying yang So if we battle on the microphone bring your own casket and tombstone And I`ma preach your funeral, tell me who in the world could ever come with more, I get RAW! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Colors (soundtrack version): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/20787.html Все тексты песен: Big Daddy Kane » Big Daddy Kane - Aint No HalfSteppin » Big Daddy Kane - Dance With the Devil » Big Daddy Kane - Chocolate City » Big Daddy Kane - Brooklyn Style...Laid Out » Big Daddy Kane - Pimpin` Ain`t Easy » Big Daddy Kane - Ooh » Big Daddy Kane - Prelude » Big Daddy Kane - Im Not Ashamed » Big Daddy Kane - Rest in Peace » Big Daddy Kane - Brother Man, Brother Man » Big Daddy Kane - Entaprizin` » Big Daddy Kane - Smooth Operator » Big Daddy Kane - Come on Down » Big Daddy Kane - Its Hard Being The Kane » Big Daddy Kane - Calling Mr. Welfare » Big Daddy Kane - La-La-Land » Big Daddy Kane - Long Live the Kane » Big Daddy Kane - Looks Like a Job For... » Big Daddy Kane - Entaprizin » Big Daddy Kane - Stop Shammin` Рекомендуем скачать: » Jay-Z f Beanie Sigel, The LOX, Sauce Mon - Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life » Joan Baez - Less Than the Song » Jane`s addiction - The Riches » Junior M.A.F.I.A. - I Need You Tonight 12" » John Entwistle - Talk Dirty » james - Play Dead » joel billy - Allentown » Jo Davidson - Cherry Road » jesus jones - The Devil You Know » Joakim Thеstrцm - Sцnder Boulevard » Judas Priest - Electric Eye » Justin Hayward - Night Flight » Jaci Velasquez - Como Se Cura Una Herida » John Mellencamp - Oh Pretty Woman » John Denver - The Marvelous Toy » Jamie Cullum - What A Difference A Day Made » Jim Caroll - Its Too Late » Jon And Vangelis - Garden Of Senses » Ja Rule f Ashanti, Jay-Z - Always On Time (Remix) » Juliana Theory - Bring It Low
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