Текст (слова) песни: Gang Starr - What I`m Here 4

"Tell the people what you`re here for"

Intro/Chorus: Guru

It`s the message in the song that makes you rock on
Some people go to places where they don`t belong
Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight
But I`m here to bless this mic, aight?

Verse One: Guru

I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype
I`m type crashin, down like a meteorite
I`m Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages
Destroying MC`s dreams, from words to whole pages
Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks
with their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks
A lot of shit has happened, since I started rappin
There`s been enough beef, and enough gat clappin
There`s been mad signs, for this brother to heed
and while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds
for your mental, spirit and physical temple
Bob your head to it, there`s the water you`ve been lead to it
Bathe in it, a long time you`ve been cravin it
Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it
Your state of being, becoming advanced through it
While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin
Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason
I used to always like to hang out
Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out
I know you peeped me in the club then
but now I`m in your speaker, with the voice that you`re lovin

Chorus

Verse Two: Guru

Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much
And peace to my nigga Premier, with the golden touch
I never fall off point, like DeNiro in Casino
Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples
dig the steelo -- I`m fightin wars you know
as in the Jihad, most humble, most merciful
That`s because I be God, I trog through fogs, puffing logs
MC`s muttering menial madness, they get mobbed
Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my fuckin kingdom
You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some
exquisite exotic exciting type shit
Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick
I`m type slick, known as the God Universal
Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands
Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you
simply with my point of view, and I knew
that many would come, that`s why I`ve chosen
to cut off pathways, and there`s no runways or doorways open
for the jokers who ain`t focused
And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury
Nothing`s blurry, fuck it I got no worries
Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight
Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power
cause mad shit ain`t right, like punks in the spotlight
who can`t freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile
by sayin somethin crazy wild
like some shit off my dome, that be soundin
better than the next man`s whole album...

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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: Gang Starr - What I`m Here 4 "Tell the people what you`re here for" Intro/Chorus: Guru It`s the message in the song that makes you rock on Some people go to places where they don`t belong Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight But I`m here to bless this mic, aight? Verse One: Guru I take action the minute that the crowd gets hype I`m type crashin, down like a meteorite I`m Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages Destroying MC`s dreams, from words to whole pages Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks with their fictional fairytales and frail ass hooks A lot of shit has happened, since I started rappin There`s been enough beef, and enough gat clappin There`s been mad signs, for this brother to heed and while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds for your mental, spirit and physical temple Bob your head to it, there`s the water you`ve been lead to it Bathe in it, a long time you`ve been cravin it Prance to it, use your third eye and glance through it Your state of being, becoming advanced through it While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason I used to always like to hang out Now I lounge in the rest writin bombs while tracks bang out I know you peeped me in the club then but now I`m in your speaker, with the voice that you`re lovin Chorus Verse Two: Guru Peace to the young ladies, who wanna bone me much And peace to my nigga Premier, with the golden touch I never fall off point, like DeNiro in Casino Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples dig the steelo -- I`m fightin wars you know as in the Jihad, most humble, most merciful That`s because I be God, I trog through fogs, puffing logs MC`s muttering menial madness, they get mobbed Scarred and barred, and then, banished from my fuckin kingdom You got a fly one bring one, or else I come to fling some exquisite exotic exciting type shit Enough to make the real heads wake up and get hype quick I`m type slick, known as the God Universal Kick rhymes without rehearsal, I cross the burnin sands Now I stand here with virtue, of course I could hurt you simply with my point of view, and I knew that many would come, that`s why I`ve chosen to cut off pathways, and there`s no runways or doorways open for the jokers who ain`t focused And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue of terrifying fury Nothing`s blurry, fuck it I got no worries Hearts and minds, shine bright light with insight Yeah sense my birthright to set up cyphers with power cause mad shit ain`t right, like punks in the spotlight who can`t freestyle, sometimes I make my peeps smile by sayin somethin crazy wild like some shit off my dome, that be soundin better than the next man`s whole album... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни What I`m Here 4: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/10318.html Все тексты песен: Gang Starr » Gang Starr - Check the Technique » Gang Starr - Soliloquy of Chaos » Gang Starr - Playtawin » Gang Starr - Form Of Intellect » Gang Starr - The Squueze » Gang Starr - F.A.L.A. » Gang Starr - Here Today, Gone Tomorrow » Gang Starr - Full Clip: A Decade of Gang Starr » Gang Starr - Blowin` Up The Spot » Gang Starr - Much Too Much (Mack a Mil) » Gang Starr - Street Ministry » Gang Starr - DWYCK » Gang Starr - Royalty » Gang Starr - No More Mr. Nice Guy » Gang Starr - Who`s Gonna Take The Weight » Gang Starr - Alongwaytogo » Gang Starr - Cause and Effect » Gang Starr - Hiney » Gang Starr - Beyond Comprehension » Gang Starr - B.I. vs. Friendship Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Башаков - Чапай » Михаил Сипер, Василий Мешавкин - Песенка на бегу » Михаил Щербаков - Во славу Греции твоей и всех морей вокруг... » Михаил Волков - (Из серии Микропесни ) » Мумий Тролль - Морская болезнь » Маша и медведи - День-ночь » Многоточие - Пусть » Михаил Кораблин, Елена Ключникова - Зимний лес молчалив и пустынен... » Михаил Кочетков - Шарманщик » Мара - Новое время » Мюзикола - Минуты » М.Шуфутинский - За милых дам » Михаил Шелег - Межпланетный контакт » Машина Времени - Знаю и верю » Машина Времени - Я с детских лет не в силах разобраться » Марк Мерман - Год 1948, или Смерть короля Лира » Михаил Боярский - Зеленоглазое такси » Михаил Щербаков - Пустые бочки вином наполню... » Михаил Трегер - Посвящение бардам старшего поколения » Мистер Твистер - Рокабилли-рок
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