Текст (слова) песни: Raw Fusion - Hang Time

[Money B]
Now what have I got here? An instrumental spot, yeah
Time for me to put some funky hip-hop there
.. allow me to do the honors
You know the voice, but did you know the name was Ron or
M-O-N-E-Y dash, B so don`t be alarmed
when you be hearin please oh please oh please
Money B, get loose, I never argue
I step up, with a whattup, whattup I`m on you
are next, what you`d expect a strong rhyme
It goes like this, for a long time
Cause ticka time is money (money) and money is ticka time (time)
And Money gets money everytime, that I go for mine
Line after line, like a laser
I be what they call a leaper, for the ways I
leap into the airwaves, sky with the rhyme flow
Droppin bombs on the others below
And while I`m climbin, they seem to get smaller than ants
And I`m hyped, cause I can see `em dancin
And the few, standin `round waitin
for me to come down, but I keep elevatin
Cause yo, I get up, and then continue to climb..
.. I got hang time

{*DJ Fuse*: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.."
.. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X

[Money B]
Doowhutchalike, that`s what my boy cold Shock`n said
And what I`d like to do, is cold clock the bread
.. and so I make it like a bakery
There`s no takin me, so what you make of me?
You`re just another perpetratin sucker that steals
While I was makin rhymes, you made crack deals
Thought it was funny you - said "Yo Money`s through"
Heard it and hippidy-hopped on like a bunny do
Silly rabbit, kick the habit
Stop smokin, I`m from Oakland
And all that means is that I know where I`m from
and where I`m goin to, cause I`m a (?), see?
I`m kickin it out, better than nice, I`m naughty
Backstage I kiss my girl and my forty
I hear my name cause my people, support me
And those who don`t know say, "Go shorty! Go shorty!"
Heads and arms, begin to swing and then
just like Spike, I +Do the Right Thing+
I like pick a fly topic, to speak about
And then like Jordan on the court`n, I freak it out
I clock a score much higher than a nine point nine
.. I got hang time

{*DJ Fuse*: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.."
.. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X

[Money B]
Not all about kickin it, but you know this
For kicks I`m takin my flicks in gangster poses
I`m doin this for the money, and I suppose it`s
the way I kick my verbals that`s why you all, chose this
ace to be your number one I`m sharp as a knife
Short in stature yet the rep I get is larger than life
And I`m doin this for the Money, and not for my health
And you`re correct if you suspect, I`m stuck on myself
I`m not tall, but when I play ball, I take - charge
Cause in this thing, I`m livin EXTRA large
Cause I`m bodacious, I`m bodacious
You`re likin the way that I`m sayin it twice
cause my display is nice, so
Feel free about pressin rewind..
.. uh-huh, I got hang time

{*DJ Fuse*: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.."
.. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X

[Money B]
Time out, is over, the buzzer is soundin
I catch my breath, the mic is inbounded
I take posession, now I`m in control
So just keep on movin, like Soul II Soul
As I, bring it up, stop, at the top of the key
The pressure`s on, they`re lookin at me
But it`s the competition, that brings out the man in me
I play it cool cause my fans keep fannin me
A team of MC`s standin there blockin the hoop
They try a double team, but I don`t play that poop
My man Fuse, sets the pick, and I break
Another sucker steps, and so I give him the shake
I give the next one a dose, of the same old drug
As I dip through the hole, he tried to plug
And the last MC in my path, with seconds to go
Standin bout six ten and a half
I take flight, right over the great big punk
and throw down a Darryl Dawkins chocolate thunder dunk!
So next time, you wanna contest you climb
.. punk, I got hang time {*"Yes, yes!"*} see-ya!

{*Fuse scratches to fade*}

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An instrumental spot, yeah Time for me to put some funky hip-hop there .. allow me to do the honors You know the voice, but did you know the name was Ron or M-O-N-E-Y dash, B so don`t be alarmed when you be hearin please oh please oh please Money B, get loose, I never argue I step up, with a whattup, whattup I`m on you are next, what you`d expect a strong rhyme It goes like this, for a long time Cause ticka time is money (money) and money is ticka time (time) And Money gets money everytime, that I go for mine Line after line, like a laser I be what they call a leaper, for the ways I leap into the airwaves, sky with the rhyme flow Droppin bombs on the others below And while I`m climbin, they seem to get smaller than ants And I`m hyped, cause I can see `em dancin And the few, standin `round waitin for me to come down, but I keep elevatin Cause yo, I get up, and then continue to climb.. .. I got hang time {DJ Fuse: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.." .. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X [Money B] Doowhutchalike, that`s what my boy cold Shock`n said And what I`d like to do, is cold clock the bread .. and so I make it like a bakery There`s no takin me, so what you make of me? You`re just another perpetratin sucker that steals While I was makin rhymes, you made crack deals Thought it was funny you - said "Yo Money`s through" Heard it and hippidy-hopped on like a bunny do Silly rabbit, kick the habit Stop smokin, I`m from Oakland And all that means is that I know where I`m from and where I`m goin to, cause I`m a (?), see? I`m kickin it out, better than nice, I`m naughty Backstage I kiss my girl and my forty I hear my name cause my people, support me And those who don`t know say, "Go shorty! Go shorty!" Heads and arms, begin to swing and then just like Spike, I +Do the Right Thing+ I like pick a fly topic, to speak about And then like Jordan on the court`n, I freak it out I clock a score much higher than a nine point nine .. I got hang time {DJ Fuse: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.." .. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X [Money B] Not all about kickin it, but you know this For kicks I`m takin my flicks in gangster poses I`m doin this for the money, and I suppose it`s the way I kick my verbals that`s why you all, chose this ace to be your number one I`m sharp as a knife Short in stature yet the rep I get is larger than life And I`m doin this for the Money, and not for my health And you`re correct if you suspect, I`m stuck on myself I`m not tall, but when I play ball, I take - charge Cause in this thing, I`m livin EXTRA large Cause I`m bodacious, I`m bodacious You`re likin the way that I`m sayin it twice cause my display is nice, so Feel free about pressin rewind.. .. uh-huh, I got hang time {DJ Fuse: "Money B, the freaky deaky", "just hangin.." .. "like the brother`s supposed to"} - 2X [Money B] Time out, is over, the buzzer is soundin I catch my breath, the mic is inbounded I take posession, now I`m in control So just keep on movin, like Soul II Soul As I, bring it up, stop, at the top of the key The pressure`s on, they`re lookin at me But it`s the competition, that brings out the man in me I play it cool cause my fans keep fannin me A team of MC`s standin there blockin the hoop They try a double team, but I don`t play that poop My man Fuse, sets the pick, and I break Another sucker steps, and so I give him the shake I give the next one a dose, of the same old drug As I dip through the hole, he tried to plug And the last MC in my path, with seconds to go Standin bout six ten and a half I take flight, right over the great big punk and throw down a Darryl Dawkins chocolate thunder dunk! So next time, you wanna contest you climb .. punk, I got hang time {"Yes, yes!"} see-ya! {Fuse scratches to fade} Нравится песня? 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