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Артист: Fu-SchnickensНазвание : BreakdownДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap underground hip-hop hip hop underground hiphop hip-hop rap underground hip-hop hip hop underground hiphop Видео:
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[Chorus] The flow will break you down Bet the flow will break you down I gets so busy on the mic with my rythmic flows That`s bound to leave you bangin` when it gets exposed `cause the way I could display my style is wicked So run up to your counters, and go and get your tickets I know you got dreams of roasting me hot But I got flavor like that candy in your grocery shop The dramatical, craft-matical, soul fanatic And nadic, with the crazy flow that`s automatic Flowin` like them bolts from the sky like Zeus An old schooler, who drops mathematics like a ruler or protractor, you don`t have no nactor Hang with me, come with the steez and see I`m no actor That shit is real homes, psyches, so bring your own dice so we call roll, gonna lose, I`m takin` all your dough Punch you in your eye and come raid your town With the sound full of spunk as we break it down `cause it`s... [Chorus] ah, ah, ah, ah-choo! What to do? timbuck-one, timbuck-two I can`t see a t`ing like Mr. Magoo The sniveling, huh-huh-ha c-c-c-coughing, hah-choo! Stuffy, naughty, nappy Check-a the box, dreadlox fox So na, hic-up, na, hic-up What`s up? tic-tic-tock, oops! Shiver me timber now boots Oh my gosh, oh my goose Shucks, yo now I huh, huh, hah, got the hic-ups And I rips up many tracks Jumpin` Johosafat Don`t make a sound, I see you rabbit Tracks, like thunder and lightening Watch the frightening, can`t you tell? I`m loco, ooh, they don`t know very well, so I lumps `em, bruise `em, with black eyes and stitches They`re mad, can we run >From rags unto riches Now my scruples, I lose `em Damage, I bruise `em I`m two-faced kid, so call me the ?? from ?? I got secrets, Bo, I don`t know Like loco, I`m ??? I`m changing, visions blurry So call me, um, Quasemoto And yo, I`ll switch up hic-up! switch up hic-up! switch up hic-up! switch-up hah With or without the hic-ups, these emcess quickly pick up Then I freak my Fu-schnick styles to the microphone Yo, rip it And I freaks it hic-up! freaks it hic-up! When I freaks it with my drunken technique I`m makin` pimps squeak But now it`s whacker than the ??? Way up shits creek So don`t sleep, when it`s time to creep We roll my jeep And if the shit gets kind of thick, here comes the five sticks freak To break you down [Chorus] The funk makes me tipsy, got the whisky Yo, can this be the funkdafied horror Tommorrow I`ll flip tip See, er, the blur in my eyes rectifies The funk freak me, so peep me, as I speak the grammer I rocks my bandanna, shave my head clean And on my screens than Vanna White How should I roll when I write? Then light the spliff, now it`s time to recite a verse, a hurse you be leavin` in Beleive me when I say what I feel, and it`s real, not like TV And science fiction, my addiction is the funk With more fumes than a skunk, `cause I`m bound to jump So check the sound [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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