Текст (слова) песни: Freddie Foxxx - I`m Ready

(You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred)
(You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred
(You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred
A-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (and you hate it)

[ VERSE 1 ]
This is a rap session
And I`m the man at the podium speakin
Keepin you dancin and freakin
I came alive from the world of streets, baddest beats
And bashed up a lotta MC`s to find my seat
So cover your chest, protect your head
If a rhyme catches your mind sleep, you fall dead
I kick it wicked like a wizard, rhymin every letter
To beat me, you got to have a army or better
Bum-rushin other rappers like Rhyme-O-Cop
This is a contact sport, it`s called hip-hop
You suckers can`t hang when I`m rhymin fast
Cause your mic doesn`t have enough power to last
But when I slow it down to a moderate speed
You catch a migraine headache and a nose bleed
Whenever I break wild, you call Jake
You try to slow me down, but your first mistake
Was to ever approach me with your primitive skills
Not a backyard party rapper tryin to get ill
I`m a pro, professional rhymes leave my lips
My rhymes coinicde with your dancin hips
Kut Terror place his scratch wild, and hold the beat steady
Cause I`m ready

[ VERSE 2 ]
When I hit the stage, pandemonium rises
Cause I delight the crowd with different surprises
Beatbreaks play, and the king has arisen
Chump rappers in the back start ploppin and fizzin
I always keep my eyes on a worthy opponent
Cause it`ll really be a trick to see em lose, won`t it?
I keep myself ready and prepared for all
I handle whatever call, too strong to fall
When you see Freddie Foxxx, you know you`ll be entertained
When the show`s all over and the sound remains
In your brain and you walk away sayin my rhyme
Feelin good like a man that don`t eat swine
Fall asleep at night, and you start to dream
If you was a paid rapper on the hip-hop scene
You`d be heavy on the neck, and your pockets are fat
But bein a rap star`s a bit more than that
You have to have a listenin ear for new ideas
And speak your words fluent, so everything`s clear
The mumblin jumbo`s a comical gimmick
That the devils make money off and suckers can mimick
When you run out of rhymes, gonna stand there sweaty
Cause you wasn`t ready

Like Freddie the Foxxx
I`m ready

[ VERSE 3 ]
Street rappers hear a style that they like a lot
When they make that first record, their rhymes are hot
Not hot like you hear it on the radio all the time
But hot like stolen rhymes
Whatever`s whispered in darkness, has to come to light
So imagine what would happen if I gave you the mic
One night, and you recite somethin you didn`t write
If it belonged to Freddie Foxxx, you might have to fight
I throw jabs and rights, left hooks and hay-makers
Only luck can duck the bone-breaker
You`re caught in a vice grip, tight and squeezin
Whinin and cryin, beggin and pleadin
I`m lyrical and mystical, I want you to know
Cause when you gear up to come to a show
Don`t wonder why thunder hit my stage
It`s Freddie Foxxx on a rappin rage
I make rappers real nervous, give em the jitters
Give em `e` for effin and I beat up the quitter
Hold my hand around his neck and I grab him by the hair
Then Karate-kick him like Mataka Bear
Rappers boast and brag about their lyrical skills
But they all shut the fuck up when I break ill
Cause I take all races and house both sexes
They got a reason to sweat the three X`s
I`m ready

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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: Freddie Foxxx - I`m Ready (You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred) (You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred (You) (you) (you) (you rappers can`t be like Fred A-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (a-) (and you hate it) [ VERSE 1 ] This is a rap session And I`m the man at the podium speakin Keepin you dancin and freakin I came alive from the world of streets, baddest beats And bashed up a lotta MC`s to find my seat So cover your chest, protect your head If a rhyme catches your mind sleep, you fall dead I kick it wicked like a wizard, rhymin every letter To beat me, you got to have a army or better Bum-rushin other rappers like Rhyme-O-Cop This is a contact sport, it`s called hip-hop You suckers can`t hang when I`m rhymin fast Cause your mic doesn`t have enough power to last But when I slow it down to a moderate speed You catch a migraine headache and a nose bleed Whenever I break wild, you call Jake You try to slow me down, but your first mistake Was to ever approach me with your primitive skills Not a backyard party rapper tryin to get ill I`m a pro, professional rhymes leave my lips My rhymes coinicde with your dancin hips Kut Terror place his scratch wild, and hold the beat steady Cause I`m ready [ VERSE 2 ] When I hit the stage, pandemonium rises Cause I delight the crowd with different surprises Beatbreaks play, and the king has arisen Chump rappers in the back start ploppin and fizzin I always keep my eyes on a worthy opponent Cause it`ll really be a trick to see em lose, won`t it? I keep myself ready and prepared for all I handle whatever call, too strong to fall When you see Freddie Foxxx, you know you`ll be entertained When the show`s all over and the sound remains In your brain and you walk away sayin my rhyme Feelin good like a man that don`t eat swine Fall asleep at night, and you start to dream If you was a paid rapper on the hip-hop scene You`d be heavy on the neck, and your pockets are fat But bein a rap star`s a bit more than that You have to have a listenin ear for new ideas And speak your words fluent, so everything`s clear The mumblin jumbo`s a comical gimmick That the devils make money off and suckers can mimick When you run out of rhymes, gonna stand there sweaty Cause you wasn`t ready Like Freddie the Foxxx I`m ready [ VERSE 3 ] Street rappers hear a style that they like a lot When they make that first record, their rhymes are hot Not hot like you hear it on the radio all the time But hot like stolen rhymes Whatever`s whispered in darkness, has to come to light So imagine what would happen if I gave you the mic One night, and you recite somethin you didn`t write If it belonged to Freddie Foxxx, you might have to fight I throw jabs and rights, left hooks and hay-makers Only luck can duck the bone-breaker You`re caught in a vice grip, tight and squeezin Whinin and cryin, beggin and pleadin I`m lyrical and mystical, I want you to know Cause when you gear up to come to a show Don`t wonder why thunder hit my stage It`s Freddie Foxxx on a rappin rage I make rappers real nervous, give em the jitters Give em `e` for effin and I beat up the quitter Hold my hand around his neck and I grab him by the hair Then Karate-kick him like Mataka Bear Rappers boast and brag about their lyrical skills But they all shut the fuck up when I break ill Cause I take all races and house both sexes They got a reason to sweat the three X`s I`m ready Нравится песня? 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