Текст (слова) песни: Ultra (Kool Keith and Tim Dog) - Ain`t Nobody Happenin

[Intro: Kool Keith]
Yeah, it`s the first quarter, goin into the second
All labels, drop your acts
Rappers I`m dead serious, stop what you doin
Take it real personal, you know you`re wak
Look in the mirror, it`ll tell you the truth
Yo, I must confess
You know who I am, bust this

[Kool Keith]
Stop your music, hold up, your temperature is wak
I bought your gimmick album, erased the tape, took it back
You was wrong for rhymin, that was a sin
You should STOP, cause rap`s now worse again
You knew you was doo-doo, fakin that you was so brutal
Your style was all canned, your stuff was all chicken noodle
With no sale, you gave your promos out at retail
Tryin to flim-flam and pay them kids off at SoundScan
You bought me real stuff, BUFF - powderpuff
All I saw was tons of group sissies actin rough
Graffiti wars, a bunch of crowds, project halls
Mess with drama, your garbage style`s Wonderama
I got skills, but butt crack is all Massengil
Independent, while groupies front while you drive a rented
Up at that atmosphere, headpiece like {?}
You`ll be trapped with empty pockets around Yankee Stadium
I know your background, it`s a puppet actin wild
I know your issue, I`m in your ass Scotty Tissue
Kool Keith is no joke, better will not make you hope
Pray to my nuts flat butts talk like Mariah Carey
I`m out there, you on my testicles this year
I tell you straight, you all rah rah

[Chorus 2X: Kool Keith]
Ain`t nobody happenin (nobody happenin)
Ain`t nuttin good be happenin (nuttin be happenin)
Just because you got a deal (clear the way)
Don`t mean you know how to rap

[Tim Dog]
Mad rappers try to test my lyrical anarchy
Like Sparky from Detroit Tigers, I don`t quit
Aw shit, Bronx niggaz always come legit
Once I lay my rap down, it`s a hit
Of course the track gotta be fat for Tim Dog to rap
No more gettin with this, and no more gettin with that
Cause I reign the terrain like weather, however
Rappers try to Run-D.M.C. but I`m +Tougher Than Leather+
How dare you, think you can dismantle
I`ma call you Campbell cause somebody got you souped
Frontin wit`cha man when you know you ain`t cute
You and your man can catch a bad one quick
I see mad motherfuckers get done for simple shit (word)
So what`s it gonna be, you or me? Life or death
Like Whitney Hou` you be holdin your breath
Cause I don`t give a fuck where you been or where you at
If you come wak then you betta watch your back
Cause rap is sacred, so don`t fake it
And these fuckin devils out here tryin to take it

[Chorus]

[-- unknown emcee --]
Secret agent, seen a thing, heard a thing, launchin at latitude
Aimin things, standing top, send it at longitude
I-I-know-know-that-that-you-you-be affected
Movin like a virus and niggaz they been infected
Let the doctor give you a shot, moved up from sharpshooter
Aimin for the bridge of yo` nose, BLAOW!
Fallin down, fallin down
I make complicated statements, with, unlimited phone calls
Swingin that, bringin that, {?} West coast swinger rapper
Ba-ba-ba leavin-in-the-evenings, daytime talkin decent
Recently I`m part of the North, you beat me to the record
usage of my lyrical form at the scene
Lookin like a heterosexual, about to lose his manhood
Brothers swear they hot when they sound like Orville Reddenbacher
Pop pop pop pa-pop pa-pop
Labels signin innocents, tryin to tell `em that they better sense
Ignore them babies, they cryin for attention
Yo here`s yo` pacifier, suck this brown dick `til it turns WHITE

[Chorus]

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Life or death Like Whitney Hou` you be holdin your breath Cause I don`t give a fuck where you been or where you at If you come wak then you betta watch your back Cause rap is sacred, so don`t fake it And these fuckin devils out here tryin to take it [Chorus] [-- unknown emcee --] Secret agent, seen a thing, heard a thing, launchin at latitude Aimin things, standing top, send it at longitude I-I-know-know-that-that-you-you-be affected Movin like a virus and niggaz they been infected Let the doctor give you a shot, moved up from sharpshooter Aimin for the bridge of yo` nose, BLAOW! Fallin down, fallin down I make complicated statements, with, unlimited phone calls Swingin that, bringin that, {?} West coast swinger rapper Ba-ba-ba leavin-in-the-evenings, daytime talkin decent Recently I`m part of the North, you beat me to the record usage of my lyrical form at the scene Lookin like a heterosexual, about to lose his manhood Brothers swear they hot when they sound like Orville Reddenbacher Pop pop pop pa-pop pa-pop Labels signin innocents, tryin to tell `em that they better sense Ignore them babies, they cryin for attention Yo here`s yo` pacifier, suck this brown dick `til it turns WHITE [Chorus] Нравится песня? 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