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Текст (слова) песни: Buddha Monk - Spark Somebody Up



* promo version "fuck somebody up" had slightly different

With "fuck" instead of "spark"

[intro: buddha monk, (computerized deep voice), <sampled singer>]

(all hip hop acknowledge, prepare to embark the known)

<oooooohhhh) news flash: they just let my ass out the damn door

Umm.. (yea)

[chorus: sampled singer]

You gonna make me spark somebody up (yo, you, you and you)

If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (thats right, everybody)

You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you)

If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it (dont do

It)

[buddha monk]

Yo, Im tired of these niggaz in this industry

Procrastinate to assassinate me, what you high off some trees?

I figure ya said that cuz yo bitch was on yo back

Dead that, this vigilante wit swords gon come and chop down yo facts

I stand amongst he square with a youth, phony prevail

Anythin other than that nigga, just condemned by hell

Is you slick just to do the shit like buddhists?

Heather b, three hundred sixty degrees, level move this

My audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucus

Oh, so theres a hundred-eight pressure points, Im sorry ya didnt know

This

Ha, ya hopeless, also soon to be homeless

Ya betta sit back and start taken fuckin dough to this

My dosage, sick like white lotus, dont never quote this

Realize this tritan is mad ferocious

For the minute, I rolls out my old earths home

Thug life became known and sold drugs like al capone

So, youse a so-called thug nigga, heres a slug for ya wigga

How ya figure? ya test the style that was born to be wit ya

I was born to be bad, the brooklyn zu, thief of bagdad

Lay yo ass on the grass, and gimme all ya fuckin cash!

Cuz..

[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]

You gonna make me spark somebody up (yo, you, you and you)

If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (dont make me do it!)

You gonna make me spark somebody up (you know who I be, nigga, what? !)

If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it!

(level seven)

[buddha monk]

Yo, to each and every men, call yo ten best friends

And watch this verbal murder just start to begin

Ha, like winds, my style enters yo anatomy

Reconstruct yo mind, niggaz, and shake to bone cavity

Are you mad at me? take yo ass to buddha monks academy

Get a crash-test course, nothin new for the g-o-d

You so silent, so silent then dont do it

For to be all bad, plus styes that run up like blood fluid

Yo, Im true to this, wet rap flows like breakin mucus

Hit you so hard, it feels like a shift in yo uterus

Have no clue to this? oh, buddha monks just movin in this mist

Yo, its pure verbal murder when I get into yo shiiiit

[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]

You gonna make me spark somebody up (hahahaha)

If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (level ten)

You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you)

If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it!

[buddha monk]

Watch these whirlwind kicks, we move forward this very day

You pray that our kills it on yo whole family

This technique that we speak seeps inside the devils teeth

Now youre bodys been breached by the seven-dotten priest

Stop the lyin, all hail to the God thats now residin

To teach the new souls the nightmares of lost foes

I move worst than babylon, son Ill tally up ya arm

Throw this knowledge like windstorms, crown the sovreigns that bear arms

We manchuz, masta allah rahmel now sees you

And the zig-zag-zag, seven fly picture this pyramid

Cant erase this shit I gave you from the devil, the triple-six

Manchuz not duck low while brooklyn zu make body blows

Hide your feet on hot coals, north star fourty-eight track impose

Lyrics assassin strike low, buddha monk is above the law!

Now its war! things aint just peace no more

You niggaz hit the floor floor, face the, face the floor, floor

[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]

Say, you gonna (you)

You gonna... (you and you and you)

You gonna, ya gonna.. (what you gonna do? )

Ya gonna make me spark somebody up (buddha monk, youve done it again)

If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo

(I dont wanna, yes, I dont wanna!)

You gonna make me spark somebody up

(this is dedicated to all those who think Im a real mc)

I dont wanna do it, yo, dont wanna do it!

[outro: computerized high-pitched voice]

Buddha monk, you just keep bangin em funky

You just keep bangin em funky

You know you a crazy cat, right?

Yes, thats right, baby

Huh-huh-huh-huh, yea...

 

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