Текст (слова) песни: Lone Catalysts - If Hip Hop Was a Crime

[ VERSE 1: J. Sands ]
If hip hop was a crime, I`d be a felon, sellin
To all the conscious dope addicts, tragic, gotta have it
Get no static, rhymes get ripped automatic
Spray you from your feet to your cabbage
Lyrically hit you with the spiritual, infrared won`t miss
Police lookin for the Catalyst
Hah, usually on the blocks in your neighborhood
When the flavor`s good clientele`s humunguous
Pittsburgh, Columbus
And all the other cities in the USA
Networkin, soon to be worldwide for certain
I know it`s hurtin, competition creatin envy
Sure they wanna end me when they see me in a Benzi
Throw salt in my game, in my face act friendly
That`s why I play em close till they ass get ghost
Ain`t no love lost here, crampin my poster`
This game is cutthroat, so I`ma aim at the utmost
Spot, not knowing if I`m gonna get caught
Be up in heaven, openin for Big and Tupac
But that`s the nature of it, some live, some kick the bucket
I`d be a damn fool not to love it
Right?

[ CHORUS (2X) ]
Imagine that, if hip hop was a crime
Would you stick and move, would you sell dimes?
Or would you switch sides and play the role of po nine
Blockin me from the go line
Preventin me from gettin mine

[ J. Sands ]
Everything is kosher, slayin punk MC`s with my toaster
Itchy finger on trigger got my rep bigger
You should see em shiver knowin down deep I deliver
Bulls eye, direct hit with hollow tip lyric
Like the bully of the block all the kids fear it
J. Sands is untouchable, how you hear it
Echo wind through the hallways where I be all days
Hustlin, ain`t no small plate cause niggas always
Wanna plot against the local cat with props
Makin it harder to set up my shop upon the block
Like a martyr I be in this war until I drop
But if it ain`t the haters it`s the goddamn cops
Stressin me, just so they can get some cream off the top
Testin me, so now I gotta scheme, call the team
Dante, [Name], J. Rawls and Raheem
The ill syndicate, quick to light up the scene
No prints, squeaky clean, toss the heat in the stream
Rendez-vous somewhere serene around 12:15
See, if you don`t hold it down, no one will hold it for ya
So be sure to have a alibi plus a good lawyer

[ CHORUS (2X) ]

[ J. Sands ]
See, niggas know my status, ghetto celeb` kingpin
A hip hop`s fiend friend who always seen in
The fly b-boy attire receivin
Praises from the holiest to the heathens
It`s all good cause what I provide is pleasin
Comfortable, something your mind can ease in
One try, then you find out the reason
Why I got addicts for every season
Summer, spring, winter, fall and even
Leap years, you want that shit, then peep here
You need $10 and some change for the exchange
Then you`ll have the ill sounds pumpin in your range
Or your walkman, head bouncin type strange
That`s when you start to realize that your life is rearranged
Don`t go to work no more cause all you want is the pure
Hip hop from the MC connoisseur
So now you on missions headed to the record store
Cop the product and beam up like never before
Now you`re hooked for life and there`s no escapin us
Cause one hit was too many, a million not enough

[ CHORUS (2X) ]

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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: Lone Catalysts - If Hip Hop Was a Crime [ VERSE 1: J. Sands ] If hip hop was a crime, I`d be a felon, sellin To all the conscious dope addicts, tragic, gotta have it Get no static, rhymes get ripped automatic Spray you from your feet to your cabbage Lyrically hit you with the spiritual, infrared won`t miss Police lookin for the Catalyst Hah, usually on the blocks in your neighborhood When the flavor`s good clientele`s humunguous Pittsburgh, Columbus And all the other cities in the USA Networkin, soon to be worldwide for certain I know it`s hurtin, competition creatin envy Sure they wanna end me when they see me in a Benzi Throw salt in my game, in my face act friendly That`s why I play em close till they ass get ghost Ain`t no love lost here, crampin my poster` This game is cutthroat, so I`ma aim at the utmost Spot, not knowing if I`m gonna get caught Be up in heaven, openin for Big and Tupac But that`s the nature of it, some live, some kick the bucket I`d be a damn fool not to love it Right? [ CHORUS (2X) ] Imagine that, if hip hop was a crime Would you stick and move, would you sell dimes? Or would you switch sides and play the role of po nine Blockin me from the go line Preventin me from gettin mine [ J. Sands ] Everything is kosher, slayin punk MC`s with my toaster Itchy finger on trigger got my rep bigger You should see em shiver knowin down deep I deliver Bulls eye, direct hit with hollow tip lyric Like the bully of the block all the kids fear it J. Sands is untouchable, how you hear it Echo wind through the hallways where I be all days Hustlin, ain`t no small plate cause niggas always Wanna plot against the local cat with props Makin it harder to set up my shop upon the block Like a martyr I be in this war until I drop But if it ain`t the haters it`s the goddamn cops Stressin me, just so they can get some cream off the top Testin me, so now I gotta scheme, call the team Dante, [Name], J. Rawls and Raheem The ill syndicate, quick to light up the scene No prints, squeaky clean, toss the heat in the stream Rendez-vous somewhere serene around 12:15 See, if you don`t hold it down, no one will hold it for ya So be sure to have a alibi plus a good lawyer [ CHORUS (2X) ] [ J. Sands ] See, niggas know my status, ghetto celeb` kingpin A hip hop`s fiend friend who always seen in The fly b-boy attire receivin Praises from the holiest to the heathens It`s all good cause what I provide is pleasin Comfortable, something your mind can ease in One try, then you find out the reason Why I got addicts for every season Summer, spring, winter, fall and even Leap years, you want that shit, then peep here You need $10 and some change for the exchange Then you`ll have the ill sounds pumpin in your range Or your walkman, head bouncin type strange That`s when you start to realize that your life is rearranged Don`t go to work no more cause all you want is the pure Hip hop from the MC connoisseur So now you on missions headed to the record store Cop the product and beam up like never before Now you`re hooked for life and there`s no escapin us Cause one hit was too many, a million not enough [ CHORUS (2X) ] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни If Hip Hop Was a Crime: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/8678.html Все тексты песен: Lone Catalysts » Lone Catalysts - If Hip Hop Was a Crime » Lone Catalysts - Thin as Paper » Lone Catalysts - Hip Hop » Lone Catalysts - X-Tinction » Lone Catalysts - The Pro`s » Lone Catalysts - Paper Chase * » Lone Catalysts - Lone Catalysts » Lone Catalysts - Settle the Score » Lone Catalysts - Part of the Game » Lone Catalysts - Politix » Lone Catalysts - Q & A » Lone Catalysts - Ayanna Monet » Lone Catalysts - Ill Technique Рекомендуем скачать: » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Поживем » Григорий Дикштейн - Крылья, клееные воском » Григорий Дикштейн - ...и отзовется эхо! (Ю. Визбору) » Григорий Дикштейн - Памяти поэта (А.А.Галичу) » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Хороший автобус » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Как сметана » Георгий Дубенецкий - 1812 год » Геннадий Жуков - Сотворение любви » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Эй, бабища, блевани » Григорий Дикштейн - От себя не убежишь » Галина Айзендорф, Петр Давыдов - Привязанный к словам, как будто к кандалам... » Гарик Кричевский - Соломон » Глюк`oza - Глюк`oza-nostra » Грач Гера - Северная история » Геннадий Жуков - Друзьям » Голубева Лерика (Фабрика звезд - 5) » Галина Брусницына - Весна. Песенка » Голубые береты - Помнишь, мама » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Карантин » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Полный пиздец
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