Текст (слова) песни: Rakim - When I Be on the Mic

[DJ Premier scratches hook]

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I`m internationally known)
(When I be on the mic)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I`m internationally known, yo)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I`m internationally known)
(When I be on the mic)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(So all hail the honorable)

It`s to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters
Dough getters, fifty ways to make figures
My niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters
Like they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas
When it`s ugly, then the club is lovely
Thugs be sipping Henessey and bubbly
To my comrades that keep it flaming hot
On dangerous blocks, claiming spots
Where the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers
Forty-five holders, one of the high rollers
Get respect in the hood, credit is good
Knock it down lumberjack style, baby, extra wood
Rock it all night long, the bang-a-thon baby
Keep hanging on, we like it with the lights on
Don`t have to blow twenty thou` to get to know honey`s style
Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down

(Hook)

How about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure
Broads on the floor, wall to wall
There`s more at the door, players ball to score
`Cause this right here is for all of y`all
Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro
You go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo
And deejays play hits with hard bass kicks
And then they display tricks like The Matrix
Make the record fly undetected by the naked eye
So just feel the vibe `cause your ears never lie
Nowadays deejays bags of tricks, graphic
On some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it
Classic, this kid got his craft mastered
Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic
Spin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is...
There it is

(Hook)

To my elite peeps with the murderous mystiques
I hit the streets with beats and they critique for weeks
They be like "How that kid Ra reach the peak?"
Pull out the heat and use my technique to speak
It`s dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids
What part of the game this is and foreign languages
They hold Ra`s events in different continents
Put my lyrical contents in monuments
In ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh
Mind travel, design style like apparel
My fashions last long as a lifetime
Cause I can see the future when the god write rhymes
They`re mad cause I managed to reign so long
Like their chance to make money done came and gone
This is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night
And the sisters that be keeping this right, when I be on the mic

(Hook)

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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: Rakim - When I Be on the Mic [DJ Premier scratches hook] (Hardcore...real ill niggas) (I`m internationally known) (When I be on the mic) (Hardcore...real ill niggas) (I`m internationally known, yo) (Hardcore...real ill niggas) (I`m internationally known) (When I be on the mic) (Hardcore...real ill niggas) (So all hail the honorable) It`s to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters Dough getters, fifty ways to make figures My niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters Like they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas When it`s ugly, then the club is lovely Thugs be sipping Henessey and bubbly To my comrades that keep it flaming hot On dangerous blocks, claiming spots Where the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers Forty-five holders, one of the high rollers Get respect in the hood, credit is good Knock it down lumberjack style, baby, extra wood Rock it all night long, the bang-a-thon baby Keep hanging on, we like it with the lights on Don`t have to blow twenty thou` to get to know honey`s style Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down (Hook) How about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure Broads on the floor, wall to wall There`s more at the door, players ball to score `Cause this right here is for all of y`all Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro You go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo And deejays play hits with hard bass kicks And then they display tricks like The Matrix Make the record fly undetected by the naked eye So just feel the vibe `cause your ears never lie Nowadays deejays bags of tricks, graphic On some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it Classic, this kid got his craft mastered Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic Spin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is... There it is (Hook) To my elite peeps with the murderous mystiques I hit the streets with beats and they critique for weeks They be like "How that kid Ra reach the peak?" Pull out the heat and use my technique to speak It`s dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids What part of the game this is and foreign languages They hold Ra`s events in different continents Put my lyrical contents in monuments In ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh Mind travel, design style like apparel My fashions last long as a lifetime Cause I can see the future when the god write rhymes They`re mad cause I managed to reign so long Like their chance to make money done came and gone This is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night And the sisters that be keeping this right, when I be on the mic (Hook) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни When I Be on the Mic: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/8629.html Все тексты песен: Rakim » Rakim - Skit » Rakim - Follow the leader » Rakim - We`ll Never Stop » Rakim - Gunmen soundtrack » Rakim - New York (Ya Out There) » Rakim - The Punisher » Rakim - R.A.K.I.M » Rakim - Heat It Up » Rakim - It`s the R » Rakim - Living For The City » Rakim - Finest Ones » Rakim - The Skit » Rakim - Mystery (Who Is God?) » Rakim - Microphone Fiend » Rakim - It`s Been a Long Time » Rakim - Cold Feeling » Rakim - It`s a Must » Rakim - My Melody » Rakim - How I Get Down » Rakim - When I Be On Tha Mic Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Нестеренко - Заметки энтомолога » Юрий Наумов - Когда не остается слов » Юрий Нестеренко - Антитеза » Юрий Лорес - Ох, ты, друг-товарищ мой... » Юрий Панюшкин - Политехнический » Юрий Визбор - На склоны зимние » Юрий Наумов - Пессимистический блюз (Битые яйца) » Юрий Визбор - Серега Санин » Юрий Кукин - У каждого свой Эверест и Монблан... » Юрий Белов - И любила меня » Юрий Лорес - Знаки зодиака » Юрий Белов - Серый цвет » Юлий Ким - Ой, не плюйтесь, хунвейбины... » Юрий Визбор - Городок за озером вдали... » Юлия Каденко - Как по чистым доскам пола... » Юрий Визбор - Командир подлодки » Юрий Любаров - Песенка про хомячка » Юрий Визбор - Караульная служба » Юрий Визбор - Так вот мое начало... » Юрий Визбор - Как я летел на самолете. (Правдивая песня о том, как я летел на самолёте и во время полёта размышлял
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