Текст (слова) песни: KRS-One - Ya Feel Dat

[Chorus]
Ya feel dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!)
Ya hear dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!)
Ya follow dat? (HO!) Could it be dat? (HO!)
Ya follow dat? (HO!) Can you believe dat? (HO!)
Ya hear dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!)
You believe dat? (HO!) You can feel dat (HO!)
Ya follow dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!)
Ya see dat? (HO!)

[Verse One]
Show me an MC that think he`s too hot
Bring him to KRS-One, I`ll show him he`s NOT
Blowin the whole spot up when I spit up
Knowledge Reigns Supreme, when I walk past, get up
My wrists ain`t lit up! I don`t even live that life
Gold, diamonds, platinum, I give to my wife - you see
Diamonds are a girl`s best friend, not mine
You got it, FINE - but what about that rhyme?
Can you rhyme? Can you spit it quick
like watermelon pits at a picnic? Ha!
Or are you just dressed up with nowhere to go?
Or is the record company the pimp and you the ho?
LET`S GO!

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Verse Two]
I write my own books like I write my own hooks
Step in the spot and these rappers be so shook
They don`t look here cause KRS is BOOM!
Platinum rappers be hidin out in they dressin rooms
Yo, get away from me
You got a million dollar video but I`M the one they wanna see
The capital E-M-C-E-E
A repitition of words, I been divorced Melodie
I`m out, confident, no doubt
I get what I gotta get when I spit I don`t shout
This New Yorker, Kris Parker`s a quick talker
You can get what I spit or get the klik-klocker
Overseas I got the breeze as a hip-hopper
Where they speak eat and drop the beats proper
Street doctor, I`m +Brown+ and +Foxy+ like the +Ill Nana+
Whoever you think is hot, I`m hotter

[Chorus] w/ variations

[Verse Three]
RADIO! These suckers never play me
or Chuck - but do you think we really give a...
Southside, Westside, Eastside, North
I spit the hot flame, you get your flesh torn off
I come from that place where you cats can`t face
Where cops can`t chase or invade my space
We turn up the bass, you tremble in the place
Phones ain`t traced and flows we don`t waste
Hoes we don`t chase or kiss, they know they place
with Kris or Christ, they`ll lose their life
You don`t lose if you come in two`s, you and a wife
But you crews wanna be bruised, so choose your knife
Choose your gat, choose your rat, when the smoke clears
you`ll be like, "God damn - who was that?"
Loosen that noose around your neck and back
Embarassin blacks, ain`t no respect in that!

[Chorus] w/ variations

[KRS-One]
Let`s do it! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!)
Everybody up top! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!)
Yo, all my cats in the front! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!)
Yo, yo, all my cats in the back (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!)
Yo, we out!

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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: KRS-One - Ya Feel Dat [Chorus] Ya feel dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!) Ya hear dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!) Ya follow dat? (HO!) Could it be dat? (HO!) Ya follow dat? (HO!) Can you believe dat? (HO!) Ya hear dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!) You can feel dat (HO!) Ya follow dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!) [Verse One] Show me an MC that think he`s too hot Bring him to KRS-One, I`ll show him he`s NOT Blowin the whole spot up when I spit up Knowledge Reigns Supreme, when I walk past, get up My wrists ain`t lit up! I don`t even live that life Gold, diamonds, platinum, I give to my wife - you see Diamonds are a girl`s best friend, not mine You got it, FINE - but what about that rhyme? Can you rhyme? Can you spit it quick like watermelon pits at a picnic? Ha! Or are you just dressed up with nowhere to go? Or is the record company the pimp and you the ho? LET`S GO! [Chorus] w/ variations [Verse Two] I write my own books like I write my own hooks Step in the spot and these rappers be so shook They don`t look here cause KRS is BOOM! Platinum rappers be hidin out in they dressin rooms Yo, get away from me You got a million dollar video but I`M the one they wanna see The capital E-M-C-E-E A repitition of words, I been divorced Melodie I`m out, confident, no doubt I get what I gotta get when I spit I don`t shout This New Yorker, Kris Parker`s a quick talker You can get what I spit or get the klik-klocker Overseas I got the breeze as a hip-hopper Where they speak eat and drop the beats proper Street doctor, I`m +Brown+ and +Foxy+ like the +Ill Nana+ Whoever you think is hot, I`m hotter [Chorus] w/ variations [Verse Three] RADIO! These suckers never play me or Chuck - but do you think we really give a... Southside, Westside, Eastside, North I spit the hot flame, you get your flesh torn off I come from that place where you cats can`t face Where cops can`t chase or invade my space We turn up the bass, you tremble in the place Phones ain`t traced and flows we don`t waste Hoes we don`t chase or kiss, they know they place with Kris or Christ, they`ll lose their life You don`t lose if you come in two`s, you and a wife But you crews wanna be bruised, so choose your knife Choose your gat, choose your rat, when the smoke clears you`ll be like, "God damn - who was that?" Loosen that noose around your neck and back Embarassin blacks, ain`t no respect in that! [Chorus] w/ variations [KRS-One] Let`s do it! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) Everybody up top! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) Yo, all my cats in the front! (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) Yo, yo, all my cats in the back (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) (HO!) Yo, we out! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Ya Feel Dat: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7822.html Все тексты песен: KRS-One » KRS-One - 2nd Quarter » KRS-One - Only One » KRS-One - Harmony and Understanding » KRS-One - Down the Charts » KRS-One - A Friend » KRS-One - Never Give Up » KRS-One - Sound of Da Police » KRS-One - Know Thy Self » KRS-One - Come to Da Party » KRS-One - I Can`t Wake Up » KRS-One - Temple Tactics » KRS-One - The Movement » KRS-One - Health, Wealth, Self » KRS-One - Mortal Thought (I Must Roc the Mic) » KRS-One - Intro: You Know What`s Up! » KRS-One - Brown Skin Woman » KRS-One - It`s All a Struggle » KRS-One - Attendance » KRS-One - Booty Call soundtrack » KRS-One - WordPerfect Рекомендуем скачать: » Застольные песни - В дорогу далекую » Застольные песни - Ой, цветет калина » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Ремонт » Земфира - Скандал » Зинур Миналиев, Дмитрий Панарет - Подражание А.Галичу » Зоя Ященко - В лодке твоей » Застольные песни - Раннею весной » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Источник заразы » Заречный Гриша - Дворовая » Звездинский Михаил - Гимн третьему тысячелетию » Золотое кольцо - Окрасился месяц багрянцем » Зимовье Зверей - Отечество Ионы » Земфира - Главное » Золотое кольцо - Шумел камыш » Застольные песни - Черные очи » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Корабельный пес » Звуки МУ, Петр Мамонов - Корабельный пес » Застольные песни - И льется песня » Зоя Ященко - Недописанная Новогодняя » Застольные песни - Московские окна
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