Текст (слова) песни: Young Mc - Know How

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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin` into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin` out of this mouth, made by this tongue
I`ll tell you now my name, my name is Young
But so you think that it`s your destiny
To get the best of me, but I suggest to be
Quiet, bro`, don`t even try it from the east and west of me
Takin` it and never breakin` it or even shakin` it
Groovin` it and always movin` it, cuz I`m not fakin` it
Pullin` out rhymes like books off the shelf
Born in England, raised in Hollis, taught to go for myself
This is stone cold rhymin`, no frills, no fluffs
And it`s no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I`m goin` off, baby, there`s no turnin` back
I`m on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when the show is finally finished I`ll be takin` my bow
My name is Young, and yo I got know-how, you know what I`m sayin`?

I got know-how
Party people, I got know...how
I kick it just like this...

Verse 2
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I got juice like the president, I`m makin` rappers hesitant
Invite me to your house and I`ll be chillin` like a resident
Yes, cuz I`m that type of man
Cuz I make myself at home no matter where I am
I got it rollin` like thunder, makin` y`all wonder
Why I`m on top with all the other rappers under
I make no errors, mistakes or blunders
It`s like a wedding, let no man put asunder
My name is Young MC, I like to rock mic well
Cuz when I get up on the mic I just release my spell
It`s no hocus-pocus, I`ll just get you into focus
And swarm all over you just like a horde of locusts
Smooth operator, female persuader
Spot a fly girl and in a week I`m gonna date her
I got the kind of style for the here and the now
And I can do it cuz I got know-how, you know what I`m sayin`?

I got know-how
Party people, I got know...how
Bust it!

Verse 3
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MC`s I`ll ruin, cuz I know what I`m doin`
I`ll treat `em like doublemint gum and start chewin`
I spit `em out when the flavour`s gone
And I repeat the chewin` practice `til the break of dawn
Cuz I`m tough like a bone, sly like Stallone
Rockin` and clockin` on the microphone
Smooth like a mirror, in hearts I strike terror
Rhymes like runs and hits with no errors
Cold like a blizzard, on the mic I am the wizard
With the funky fresh rhymes comin` out of my gizzard
Never sneezin`, never coughin`, I rock the mic often
Hard as a rock and no sign I`ll soften
Makin` sure I get respect, on my mind rhymes connect
I start to build like a builder from a architect
Movin` all around, above and under the ground
You see my face, and then you hear my sound
Comin` atcha with the mic in hand
I`m gonna take command just the way I planned
Cuz I`m a one-man band and you are my fan
Don`t you understand? I`m like Superman
Yeah, the Man of Steel, don`t you know the deal?
You better be for real, I got sex appeal
This is what I feel, and this here`s my vow
And now you know the brother with know-how, you know what I`m sayin`?

I got know-how...and I`m chillin`, never illin`
In my mouth I got two fillin`s...whatever!
I`m on the mic, cold stone gettin` over
My name is Young MC, known as the fly casanova, kick it...

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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: Young Mc - Know How ------- Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man Are goin` into this mic, written by this hand Are comin` out of this mouth, made by this tongue I`ll tell you now my name, my name is Young But so you think that it`s your destiny To get the best of me, but I suggest to be Quiet, bro`, don`t even try it from the east and west of me Takin` it and never breakin` it or even shakin` it Groovin` it and always movin` it, cuz I`m not fakin` it Pullin` out rhymes like books off the shelf Born in England, raised in Hollis, taught to go for myself This is stone cold rhymin`, no frills, no fluffs And it`s no accident that these rhymes sound tough I`m goin` off, baby, there`s no turnin` back I`m on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track And when the show is finally finished I`ll be takin` my bow My name is Young, and yo I got know-how, you know what I`m sayin`? I got know-how Party people, I got know...how I kick it just like this... Verse 2 ------- I got juice like the president, I`m makin` rappers hesitant Invite me to your house and I`ll be chillin` like a resident Yes, cuz I`m that type of man Cuz I make myself at home no matter where I am I got it rollin` like thunder, makin` y`all wonder Why I`m on top with all the other rappers under I make no errors, mistakes or blunders It`s like a wedding, let no man put asunder My name is Young MC, I like to rock mic well Cuz when I get up on the mic I just release my spell It`s no hocus-pocus, I`ll just get you into focus And swarm all over you just like a horde of locusts Smooth operator, female persuader Spot a fly girl and in a week I`m gonna date her I got the kind of style for the here and the now And I can do it cuz I got know-how, you know what I`m sayin`? I got know-how Party people, I got know...how Bust it! Verse 3 ------- MC`s I`ll ruin, cuz I know what I`m doin` I`ll treat `em like doublemint gum and start chewin` I spit `em out when the flavour`s gone And I repeat the chewin` practice `til the break of dawn Cuz I`m tough like a bone, sly like Stallone Rockin` and clockin` on the microphone Smooth like a mirror, in hearts I strike terror Rhymes like runs and hits with no errors Cold like a blizzard, on the mic I am the wizard With the funky fresh rhymes comin` out of my gizzard Never sneezin`, never coughin`, I rock the mic often Hard as a rock and no sign I`ll soften Makin` sure I get respect, on my mind rhymes connect I start to build like a builder from a architect Movin` all around, above and under the ground You see my face, and then you hear my sound Comin` atcha with the mic in hand I`m gonna take command just the way I planned Cuz I`m a one-man band and you are my fan Don`t you understand? I`m like Superman Yeah, the Man of Steel, don`t you know the deal? You better be for real, I got sex appeal This is what I feel, and this here`s my vow And now you know the brother with know-how, you know what I`m sayin`? I got know-how...and I`m chillin`, never illin` In my mouth I got two fillin`s...whatever! I`m on the mic, cold stone gettin` over My name is Young MC, known as the fly casanova, kick it... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Know How: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/124/1/609.html Все тексты песен: Young Mc » Young Mc - Bust a Move » Young Mc - Stone Cold Buggin` » Young Mc - Know How » Young Mc - Just Say No » Young Mc - Got More Rhymes » Young Mc - On and Poppin » Young Mc - The Fastest Rhyme » Young Mc - Inside My Head » Young Mc - Coast 2 Coast » Young Mc - Back In The Day » Young Mc - Just Say No » Young Mc - Rollin` » Young Mc - I`ll Go » Young Mc - One Hit Intro » Young Mc - I Come Off » Young Mc - Back in the Day » Young Mc - Principal`s Office » Young Mc - Fuel To The Fire » Young Mc - We Can Do This » Young Mc - Stone Cold Buggin` Рекомендуем скачать: » Владимир Туриянский - В лесах смоленских да под Вязьмой... » Владимир Рагимов - Сердце » Владимир Высоцкий - Путаница Алисы (из дискоспектакля "Алиса » Владимир Высоцкий - Наши добрые зрители, наши строгие критики... » Валентин Вихорев - Как часто слово порождало дело!.. » Вероника Долина - Игра в солдатики » Владимир Высоцкий - Зарисовка о Ленинграде » Владимир Высоцкий - У тебя глаза - как ночь » Владимир Высоцкий - Пришельцы в космосе » Владимир Высоцкий - Охота на кабанов » Вадим Стройкин - Одинокому путнику » Владимир Бортников - Манский карнавал » Владимир Ланцберг - Иди, Малыш, иди... » Владимир Высоцкий - Маски » Владимир Тиунов - Родина » Виктор Клюев - Кафе Судьба » Валерий Кузнецов - Песня о законе двоичности (к спектаклю по пьесе В. Ерофеева Вальпургиева ночь или Шаги командора) » Владимир Ланцберг - Весенняя песенка » Виталий Калашников - Загрустил? Ты не голоден? Может, я что-то поджарю?.. » В.Бутусов - Моя звезда
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