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Текст (слова) песни: Guru f Bilal, Jay Dee - Jazzmatazz * Streetsoul (Vol. 3)

[Guru]
Niggaz gotta know we`ve puttin it down
This shit is certified right here (whoo yes, yes)
No games with this right here
Straight to the di-dome, like this (uhh, uhh)

[Chorus: Bilal]
This right here, has been cer-ti-fied,
for years.. ahhhahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
He`s got soul up in his blueprint, and he`s ready to vocalize
So we, passin the mic your way, come on testify..

[Guru]
Prepare each element with raw street intelligence
Dig the soul this is, complete elegance
Heartbeat delegates when I spit each melon`s hit
Like to build ill like, repeat felons get
Plus I`m jazzy and like to dress to impress
It`s the baldhead buddha, with the mic caress
And I might suggest, that you broaden your mind
You spend a lot of your time dancin to fraudulent rhymes
Like a breath of fresh air we gonna, change the pace
Not a mental slave, so save the angry face
It`s the return of the mellow voiced maestro, and my flow
eliminates the comp like Geico,
Insurance - just for your body`s endurance
You get more for your money, or your partyin purest
So don`t start to get nervous now that we up in the spot
We`ve been certified for years, you gonna love it a lot

[Chorus]

[Jay Dee]
Who, me? That nigga Jay, Dee (Jay Dee)
Some plod to beats that I, flow to
Run men through, with Gu-ru (Guru)
As for me, I be the nigga that`s tight
you got to seeeeeeee
in order for you, to believeeeeeee
Singin these words, with easeeeee
Talkin bout, boom - a-shaka-laka
-a-laka-laka-BOOM!
Roll the weed and lose the seeds asshole
You can breathe three-hundred-and-sixty degrees
of HEAT, sing with the soul
Straight from the streets, of Illadelph
Move your feet - ahh-HAH, pimp shit
(It`s that pimp shit) Big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks, on my dick
ridin by, so say it loud, in your face!

[Chorus]

[Guru]
Soulful
Tinted window whips, lots of chicks lots of chips
Anything ain`t right then the brother`s gotta flip
or skinnydip, after a sip of Cognac rap
Any wack wimp with whiskers, I bomb that cat
Alarm that cat, that when we slide through abide to
the rules that`s been laid down by (?) true like bibles
I`m liable, to come through, seven deep with Wizzies
and ditch `em while other ladies whisper, who is he?
Then later leave with eight new ones, me an airtight Willie
Bout to smack you silly with two guns
So hereby I certify don`t care if you feel hurt if I
testify, against your false words or lies
Word to God this is my job I`m workin hard every minute
Movin up in the rat race, city council to senate
So what you don`t get it? You can`t front no more
Been certified for years, can`t speak to chumps no more

[Chorus 2X]

[Guru over 2nd repeat]
This one right here
has been certified, for years
That`s right
Soul up in his blueprint, ready to vocalize
Pass the mic this way, testify

Hmm, like they say it doesn`t hurt to try
This here, is bonafied baby, certified baby
Jazzmatazz 3rd edition
Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
No rehearsal, certified with virtue
Respect the circle
It`s me and the B-I-L-A-L
YouknowhatI`msayin? Jay Dee from Pay Jay
Airtight Willie heh, from Boston to New Yiddy
all the way to Philly
Now in the D sittin pretty
Certified

 

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