Da Youngsta's - Pass The Mic (Pete Rock Remix) | Текст песни

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[VERSE 1: Qur'an]

I strike back with the mic -and track-

When it comes to drums it's like I hyper-react

My mind starts to generate words that penetrate

Then I eliminate suckers who imitate

Once again I reveal the skill

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

It doesn't matter hardcore or commercial

I'm universal, this sets rehearsal

The name's Qur'an, they say I be the brighter man

I'm climbin charts like Spiderman

A legend in my own time on the microphone I'm

One of the world's most electrifyin hulks

I dust MC's off like an antique

So sit back and let this young man speak

Sorry suckers, take a hike

But for now I'ma pass the mic

pass the mic yo pass the mic...

[VERSE 2: Tarik].

I come to wiggity wiggity rip the rhyme

Again again again I go for what I know

More ready then I ever been,

My rhymes luck against you all because

It gets wicked never coming off soft,

So we could kick it I'm slicker quicker with

The vocals, my pocket stay thicker than bifocals

So here's a telescope if you can't tell its dope

You put your hand in the spot naw I mean

To tell you nope

Coming with more hits than Lorence Socks,

No more those bored wacks or dreadlocks,

So take notes to every move I'm making cause

Rick Gz a definitely get your booty shaking

Ripping them up throwing them down,

Groomed as a pound with a hardcore sound

right about now I'm doin just what I like

My time's up, so I'ma pass the mic

pass the mic yo pass the mic...

[VERSE 3: Taji]

I'm known to wiggity rip, rip the rhyme

Like jack the ripper

Slick So I get slighty slicker I got more juice than

Citrus so suckas can't get with this

I ring more bells than a jehovahs witness somebody

said I went out like a grape

I wouldn't hurt you physically, I hurt you

I hurt you on tape, sit back, realax and just chill

Cause I'm about to give you the definition of the,

Real deal

My name's Taji time to release my ground, for

Everyone standing time to get on down, then you wonder

How the heck I'm on stage, ripping up the scene just like the

12 gauge

Then let me flip, then rip, and turn the page plus I get kissed very dope for my age

Right now I'm about to take flight

So I'm gonna pass the mic

pass the mic yo pass the mic...

[VERSE 4: Mentally Gifted]

Here's a quick flashback by me on the last track

Get a whiff of this, you won't want none of your cash back

Continuous flavor, I always seem to set you straight

You heard so many wack songs, I couldn't let you wait

Another minute, better yet another second

Cause once I give 'em 1-2 check you know the brother's wreckin

So put me in the books, one of the best who did it

I'm the top soloist, all the rest should quit it

Ain't nothin to it, I'ma do it like I'm hittin skins

And at the same time you can believe I'm gettin ends

I catch fits cause it gets irritative when

Suckers act like they got a creative pen

But they don't, so they need to just settle down

Because it's time to put my foot on the pedal now

Some suckers thought I really couldn't do it right

But for now I'm gonna pass the mic

pass the mic yo pass the mic...