Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Masta AceНазвание : Rap 2K1Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop new york hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop new york Видео:
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Last month I spent two weeks on a vacation I had a dream that I was inside of my PlayStation Did you ever lay down, take a nap and loose it? I dreamt I was stuck in this game called Rap Music I started off underground in a dark room With a freestyle, a sawed-off pump and a harpoon That transform to a pen in case of a words war And opened the first door that led to the first floor I got attacked by a couple of rap acts They wore dreads, these army pants and these backpacks I hit one over the head with a broken verb The muthafucka tried to hit me with some spoken word But it didn`t work, and I finished him and his boys And disappeared from the scene without makin a noise I used up four bars but I earned a punchline And proceeded to Level 2: Land of the Unsigned [ CHORUS ] We don`t play those games Would you listen here? What I`m doin here? Get me outta here We don`t play those games This is gettin wild Can you tell me how? Let me out now We don`t play those games How`d I get in here? Let me outta here What I`m doin here? We don`t play those games This is no fun Got me on the run Rap 2K1 [ VERSE 2: Masta Ace ] I got attacked right away when I walked in By a four-foot manager with a contract and a pen I put up my force shield to block any attempt At this shrimp drainin my life 20 percent The floor opened up and I almost fell inside But I used my mic right, I swung to the other side And just when I thought I avoided the booby trap I got slapped by a female MC with a doobie rag And this chick was tryin to be herd like she raised cattle But I remembered somethin I seen on the Blaze Battle Whoever sold you them shoes, they fooled you I killed her with a verse about her fucked up weave and her fake FUBU A record exec then appeared in a black limo And started to attack with a bag full of wack demos And I will admit: it was hard as hell to kill So I stabbed him with an invoice and a studio bill [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Masta Ace ] I made it to the next level: Above Ground My soundscanner then picks up on this bug sound I pull out the sawed-off pump and I get it cocked And that`s when this A&R crawled from under a rock And start shootin opinions, I stop, drop and I roll Cause if they was to hit me, they`d penetrate to my soul I hid behind some trees and I held my weapon tightly His street team was up on the roof tryin to snipe me It took a while to finish em all but I finally did it Then out comes this powerful beast known as the critic With a fully loaded magazine and mad drama My harpoon shots just bounced off of his armor Now I wish I would`ve stayed down in the dark caves I`m runnin towards these big-ass fans with these sharp blades But he was right behind me holdin a flame thrower So I jumped through the blades and I died - game over [ CHORUS ] | Похожие исполнители:
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