Текст (слова) песни: The Beatnuts - No Equal

(Number One
Competition is none) --> Rakim

[ VERSE 1: Ju-Ju ]
Niggas got me steamin, bout to flip my lid
Fuck around, and I proceed to blow your back out, kid
(Boom!) Not to say I`m on a violent tip
But my hand stays on my gun, in case you start some shit
Cause I been rhymin since way back when
Straight up and from the heart is how it`s always been
Now punk niggas wanna test me
But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit don`t impress me
It`s just a phase, and you know damn well
That you`ll fall off in a minute, cause that shit don`t sell
Funny how you think you could surpass me, or outlast me
With that bullshit style, you`re fallin fast, gee
See, I suggest you go back where you came from
(Your mic, and my mic) Come on, don`t play, son
See, the days of payin dues is over
I`m a little fed up, and it`s time that I show ya
We battle one time, you`re dead, no sequel
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) --> Q-Tip

You know we`re number one
Competition is none

[ VERSE 2: Psycho Les ]
The wiggedy-wicked Psycho Les drops it like a lunatic
Steady back-breakin bitches with my super dick
Hat`s on the jim, sometimes I nut in em
St. Ides fucks up their eyes, and I bend em
Down, while I`m flowin to this nutty sound
Open up the knapsack, check out what we found
H-h-horns, bass, lines
Beats get chopped in the Nut Shop, we don`t waste time
Yo, I`m `cold lampin` like Flavor
Floatin at the top while you`re sick, and `nothin can save ya`
Just like the Biz said
Remember - uugh! - styles I drop to be, what is it?
(The shizzit) Word to your mama
I bend your girl like a comma
Due to Lambada, I think I gotta
Stop, because the bitch said, "(???)"
So I nutted, and I got out
(Boom!) No matter how hot you claim to be, you can`t roast this
Nut, what`s up? You wanna get eaten up like a hostess?
`Cup`, `cake`, you know my words are lethal
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal)

[ VERSE 3: Fashion (Al` Tariq) ]
Every line I connect, my literature`s perfect
Per minute, per second, and yo, you gotta reck-
On with Fashion, cause by the way I`m rippin things
Whoever thinks I take a loss has hamstrings
Young dames, I shoot em and Jimmy aims to knock her
Sex with this flex, best thing tends to lock up
Yeah, really bad ass, smokin past you niggas
The chicks I stick shit with, I love your figures
Triggers, I pull em with no remorse for bodies
Fash pumps the hotties, chumps pump with shoties
Shoot em up, bang-bang! Miss targets rarely
Mics I touch up, I fucks em daily
Barely another who can test the cool Fash
Asses I kick in the ashes, dumpin trashes
So don`t riff, cause I flow swift like the Nile, son
Tame is for plain Jane fame, I`m a wild one
Auto-matic-ly I let loose the
Fierce MC-i-n-g force in me
Cool Fash, sendin a blast to rap people
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal)

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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: The Beatnuts - No Equal (Number One Competition is none) --> Rakim [ VERSE 1: Ju-Ju ] Niggas got me steamin, bout to flip my lid Fuck around, and I proceed to blow your back out, kid (Boom!) Not to say I`m on a violent tip But my hand stays on my gun, in case you start some shit Cause I been rhymin since way back when Straight up and from the heart is how it`s always been Now punk niggas wanna test me But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit don`t impress me It`s just a phase, and you know damn well That you`ll fall off in a minute, cause that shit don`t sell Funny how you think you could surpass me, or outlast me With that bullshit style, you`re fallin fast, gee See, I suggest you go back where you came from (Your mic, and my mic) Come on, don`t play, son See, the days of payin dues is over I`m a little fed up, and it`s time that I show ya We battle one time, you`re dead, no sequel (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) --> Q-Tip You know we`re number one Competition is none [ VERSE 2: Psycho Les ] The wiggedy-wicked Psycho Les drops it like a lunatic Steady back-breakin bitches with my super dick Hat`s on the jim, sometimes I nut in em St. Ides fucks up their eyes, and I bend em Down, while I`m flowin to this nutty sound Open up the knapsack, check out what we found H-h-horns, bass, lines Beats get chopped in the Nut Shop, we don`t waste time Yo, I`m `cold lampin` like Flavor Floatin at the top while you`re sick, and `nothin can save ya` Just like the Biz said Remember - uugh! - styles I drop to be, what is it? (The shizzit) Word to your mama I bend your girl like a comma Due to Lambada, I think I gotta Stop, because the bitch said, "(???)" So I nutted, and I got out (Boom!) No matter how hot you claim to be, you can`t roast this Nut, what`s up? You wanna get eaten up like a hostess? `Cup`, `cake`, you know my words are lethal (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) [ VERSE 3: Fashion (Al` Tariq) ] Every line I connect, my literature`s perfect Per minute, per second, and yo, you gotta reck- On with Fashion, cause by the way I`m rippin things Whoever thinks I take a loss has hamstrings Young dames, I shoot em and Jimmy aims to knock her Sex with this flex, best thing tends to lock up Yeah, really bad ass, smokin past you niggas The chicks I stick shit with, I love your figures Triggers, I pull em with no remorse for bodies Fash pumps the hotties, chumps pump with shoties Shoot em up, bang-bang! Miss targets rarely Mics I touch up, I fucks em daily Barely another who can test the cool Fash Asses I kick in the ashes, dumpin trashes So don`t riff, cause I flow swift like the Nile, son Tame is for plain Jane fame, I`m a wild one Auto-matic-ly I let loose the Fierce MC-i-n-g force in me Cool Fash, sendin a blast to rap people (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни No Equal: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/11593.html Все тексты песен: The Beatnuts » The Beatnuts - Mayonnaise » The Beatnuts - Off The Books » The Beatnuts - 40 oz » The Beatnuts - Spelling Beatnuts With Lil` Donny » The Beatnuts - Fluid » The Beatnuts - Story 2000feat. Patrick Blazy » The Beatnuts - Strokes » The Beatnuts - World`s Famous » The Beatnuts - Sandwiches (Extended) » The Beatnuts - The Beatnuts » The Beatnuts - Get Funky » The Beatnuts - Get Funky II » The Beatnuts - Intoxicated Demons: The EP » The Beatnuts - Niggas Know » The Beatnuts - Intro » The Beatnuts - Watch Out Now » The Beatnuts - Find That » The Beatnuts - No Equal » The Beatnuts - Hit Me With That » The Beatnuts - Musical Massacre Рекомендуем скачать: » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Охранник » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Поход » Рада и Терновник - Беспросветный беспробудный » Розенбаум Александр - ИЗВОЗЧИК » Руслан Шмаков - Дорога вьется, как змея... » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РЎРѕРєРѕР» » Раиса Нурмухаметова - О, знать бы, в какой автобус ты сядешь завтра, завтра, завтра... » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РџРѕР·РґСЂР°РІР»СЏСЋ! » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р–РёРіСѓР»Рё » Раиса Абельская - Колыбельная в горах » Руки Вверх! - О тебе мечтая » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РЇ РЈРјРёСЂР°СЋ РћС‚ Р›СЋР±РІРё » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РС‚Рѕ Р‘С‹Р»Р° Р›СЋР±РѕРІСЊ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Рисую пальчиком ноги » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РњРµСЃС‚Рѕ РџРѕРґ РЎРѕР»РЅС†РµРј » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Хочу быть дамою с веером!.. » Радиотранс - Палево » Ратмир Шишков (Фабрика звезд-4) - Не любишь » Руслан Курик - Крылья » Розенбаум Александр - БЕЛЛА
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