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Артист: ArsonistsНазвание : Language ArtsДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop hip hop rap new york underground rap Видео:
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Enter the bragin, Q-Leechan from the providence of hip-hop Do bodily damage like a combination kick-chop Teacher Sifu Herc and Sensei Bambaatasan Since I`ve studied techniques just to drop the kata bomb With Jeet Kune flow, way of the intercepting rhyme Battle to the last breath or till my adversary declines I`ve trained in weapons, mic chucks and deadly spinning vinyl The drunk munk breathing aerosol till I`m a krylon wino Unorthodox over traditional I may condone it Respectfully bow but never take your eyes off your opponent Square off as I mentally prepare in my rap stance Defeat is a Buddah opportunity `cause that`s a fat chance You write the white belt and flow slow like Tai Chi I`m like Freddie Fox(xx) possessed by the dragon, y`all won`t fight me Your side kicks don`t move me, and seem to have no flavor left So I drop the flow Kashugi and have them all pray for death Train till the sample`s done. flip with weight like Samo Hung No need to handle guns, watch and see me make this mammal run At the end of it all, I`ll retire undefeated Live by the mountain side and write a book of Five Rings for you to read it [Chorus 2x: Q-Unique] Training, balance Focus, challenge Meditate, silence Skill, talent Broken patterns Have a seat and play your part You must learn to accept defeat "Check my language arts" [Verse Two: Q-Unique] (Ha ha ha ha ha..) We meet again young Choy I will now take you down with the six steps of b-boy There is no way you`ll overcome my 1200 turning techniques or take out my pen-fist punchlines, your beginner styles are too weak My fat cap burner kicks`ll go over your toy throw-ups You have a lot of guts, I`m even suprised you showed up but still.. we`ll write fight to the first strike or rhyme battle to the very end And if I am to die, my loyal students will take the revenge Direct confrontation with Grandmaster number seven Push past and catch a blast from my right fist of legend In a kombat with mortals I play the part of Lui Kang Confuse you like Manderan slang and balance out the hip-hop like Yin Yang Chasing fallen rap monks till they run far Have me resort to animal instincts like Hung Gar and Flung a ninja star Aimed at the head of an A&R white belt whose fight felt unskilled Surrounded by a class of records execs and got them killed Taste my own blood a lash out in a rage My `bo staff` is the microphone stand, my `dojo` is the stage It`s the year of the Q, mark that on your calendar A double clap at the end of the battle means bring on the next challenger (Chorus 4x) | Похожие исполнители:
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