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Текст (слова) песни: Mc Lyte - Kamikaze

Outside of me, you try to picture me
Young and black, that ain`t no mystery
But inside runs deep like an ocean
You couldn`t understand if I spoke in slow motion
I`m tryin like hell to get some results
But you can bet your ass that it`s difficult
They try to keep it down, because I talk to a beat
in other words, because I try to TEACH
But if I talk that yang-yang shit
like "U Can`t Touch This," that shit`ll hit
Don`t we have any morals anymore?
Or did rap take the toll out the fuckin door?
Well if it did, hardcore`s back to claim it
I`ma take it, change it, FUCK IT, rename it
I got the plan, now let`s make it effective
You hip-hoppers you GOT to be selective
And stop lettin that BULLSHIT slide for rap
Can`t you see that it`s a brainwash.. trap?
I rap a Cha Cha Cha, and I sat and watched
You liked that shit, you rock around the fuckin clock
But when I talk of education, you fear that
Drugs and such, you don`t wanna hear that
First I pleased you, now I teach you
DON`T YOU DARE try to bite the hand that`ll lead you
to the pot of gold, over the rainbow
Lyte`ll guide you, I know the way to go
So just close your eyes and just take my hand
Remember MC Lyte has the master plan
We can go THICK, in a posse
You ain`t said nuttin slick, I`m goin kamikaze

..

Inside of me, you try to picture me
Can you detect, can you see I`m angry?
Well usually Lyte don`t get upset
But when I see wack shit gettin pressed I get VEXED
Turn on the video -- what`s this mess?
A disgrace to rap and I`m not impressed
So just leave, get out my domain
You lame sucker, you fuckin no-name
Takin up my airtime, with that
WEAK WHACK FULL OF FULL OF BULLSHIT RHYME
so step off ROACH, or get stepped upon
Because my rhymes they spray like D-Con 4
Do you want more?
Cause I floor.. ANY emcee
that wanna gets with me
So yo, pack your bags, and skedaddle
Just walk, cause you don`t wanna battle
I got the button that`ll get rid of wack emcees
It`s called the Brooklynizer, have you beggin on your knees
So quit takin up space on the CD rack
You better prepare, cause Lyte gives no slack
Inside of me, dwells a hundred maniacs
Waitin for the kickoff, waitin for attack
Who gives a FUCK?? Bring your posse!
Cause in the 90`s, Lyte is goin kamikaze

..

Inside -- there`s no flipside
Outside there`s more than meets the eye
So now you know, not because you`re guessin
But because I told you so, I never fess
Everyone wants to rap, what`s this a wagon?
Bring your band and hop and start draggin
All you rappers, you`re fuckin impersonators
Sayin I`ll rap now, and learn how to rap later
No time for that, time is too short
And the rappin gift it can not be bought
A solo artist - HAH, you can`t be
Maybe you`ll look BETTER with a posse
But all that you`re talkin, you ain`t sayin shit!
So why you where you at? I think you oughta quit
Posses don`t MATTER in the 90`s
Here`s a warning -- Lyte is goin kamikaze!

 

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