Macosa

Текст песни Eminem - Macosa <br/> (feat. Outsidaz) <br /><br />[Young Zee] <br />*Talking* <br />I'm allowed to fuck up whenever... whenever I want... <br />This the Outhouse... <br />Lemme smoke a joint first... <br />Here, Pace... <br />( )<br />[Young Zee] <br />95% of all y'all rappers butt <br />And y'all ride dick so much y'all gon' make me nuts <br />You'll get your jaw clocked, I'll drag your ass for four blocks <br />Dunk your head in Clorox, use your dreads for my floor mop <br />Gay or straight, my Papermate'll do a date rape <br />Zee can't wait, I'll go Great Bank on a blank tape <br />Lost like Spigg Nice, stick you for your thick ice <br />Good to hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice <br />Go to parole off of two in stolen wheels <br />My colon holdin' pills, fuck takin' some Golden Seal <br />I smoke leaky and black like BET <br />And fuck hoes raw dog 'til my balls catch VD <br />Mess with us, straight up, y'all better bust <br />I'm the one you'll never dust, it's still the same as it ever was <br />I'll leave the crowd in a Coupe with white walls <br />And scream, "If y'all ain't Outz then y'all could ride my balls!" <br />Beef with us you might just catch a black eye <br />And ride for your crispy 850-I <br />I fuck with them drugs 'cuz it gets me high <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />Been doin' this rap shit since '85 <br />Then 'Clef put me down with the Fugee-la <br />It's only right me and Yah get a piece of the pie <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa <br />Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa <br /><br />[Slang Ton] <br />Yo, all the boys in the lobby get needles filled with poison ivy <br />Put 'em in the hospital and give 'em a poison IV <br />My crew get high much off brew and Thai skunk <br />It makes my style off the wall like suicide jumps <br />We sip lots of liq' shots <br />It makes my hip-hop fat as your lip got when I <br />kickboxed with flip-flops <br />And give a disk jockey six copies of this floppy <br />Shit I be dyin' for is your piece of shit hobby? <br />You borin' like Oran Dice, I'm more than hype <br />Bungee jumpin with cordless mics, for tourists sites <br />Ton Slanga, I'm dopin', pills and cokin' <br />Lung cancer in my throat and still smokin' <br /><br />[Az-izz] <br />Now, when your partner die, who got the right <br />To do the homicide and you shot the guy? <br />And when you's 'bout to cry who got you high? <br />Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />I'll blast the guy that don't pass the lye <br />Leave him paralized and agonized <br />Fellas, grab the thighs that's by your side <br />Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br /><br />[D.U.] <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco <br /><br />[Pace Won] <br />Wanna live this Outsida business <br />Blunt splitters, all that <br />Multiple musical contracts to fallback... <br />On... set like I was Liu Kang for Kombat... <br />Armed like Emmit when I rush crews <br />More hardcore than DMC and Krush Groove <br />Don't need hands to touch you <br />Mr. Perfect, the one you want to rap like <br />The name rap fiends have in their mouth like a crack pipe <br />Slap the fuck out you, remember us <br />I'm the man your father never was, or could've been <br />Maybe if they passed out weed in high school, I would've went <br />Got it down, yo <br />Even if you sing like Brownstone you couldn't "Take The Crown Home" <br />Try to call me out and get the dial tone <br />Pace Woner, dickin' 5-0 in a stolen gray Hummer <br /><br />[Eminem] <br />Me and Pace had to flee in haste from bein' chased <br />For some E & Js we boosted out of some Korean place <br />I get drunk and hang-glide off of St. Ides' <br />And spray-paint the plain sides of all the subway train rides <br />I got a pitbull that eats sheep and spits wool <br />And chews on human body tissue 'til its stomach gets full <br />Skip school, barely went to class, thinkin' shit's cool <br />Hid a loaded pistol under this retarded kid's stool <br />I had a dream I blew up with half a mil' sold <br />And still stole a credit card, a purse, and someone's billfold <br />I'm from the city where the weather's always real cold <br />And chill mode can turn into somebody gettin' steel-toed <br />We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn <br />Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon <br />Feelin' for the beats like they Chaka Khan <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />Pace Won, Slang Ton, and Yah <br />Young Zee, Az-Izz, D.U., and muah <br />Bizarre Kid, Loon One and Rah <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br /><br />[Young Zee] <br />Beef with us you might just catch a black eye <br />And ride for your crispy 850-I <br />We fuck with them drugs 'cuz it gets us high <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />Been doin' this rap shit since '85 <br />Then 'Clef put me down with the Fugee-la <br />It's only right me and Yah get a piece of the pie <br />Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa <br />Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa <br />Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa <br />Mama-se, Ma-sa, Macosa <br />Mama-mama-mama-mama-macosa