Groove Armada feat. M.A.D. - RAP | Текст песни

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• Groove Armada feat. M.A.D.
• RAP

Get into this

They want rap, OK we get the rep on the block,
It don't matter, It could be I was white or blacker,
The fact of the matter, I drop some hip-hop,
And progress the message their efforts don't stop;

I keep on from (Light bromes)? to beckham,
Tryin' to climb in my mind, not as thick as they reckon,
Some underhand manouver, I define it through ya,
The sound of the street is coming straight from the sewer.

London town, runs you down, I got sound,
That's why we coming back to rebound,
Pulled around, (chuvved)? and shoved as people,
We cool expose those that roll with evil,

To the sound of the siren or the mayday,
They say \"come follow me\" but to be frank I did it my way,
Yeah but I'll continue, voices happen in you,
So even my (e-ellie)?, knows I'm user-friendly.

THe front line is ours, we ain't got much choice but to be,
'cause if they return, and look and see,

They see, uh, there's a whole 'eap of worldwide MCs

Check the,
Now check the linguo, that's how the rap happens,
I speak with some rhythm so I tweak drum patterns,
Snare snaps, are ferocious,
Rips, get into this I'm tellin you

Soon it will be, the word on the lips of
The hips and the - not the -huh- and the -
We gather up nut crops, if you squeeze me please keep
Sending up the hot, I love it when they pop.

Top chosen, live rapper, Winnie and pose cold,
Smash my own part, from rosin (rosin)
Say hardcore, notcore,
Told you before, yeah, that's what we're here for.

Break the phase, and jump on the rook,
When I shack up in the dance, blues or (shabeeni-shook)?
Click, time an (on-got 'ttack)? ,
I connect, real music coming back.

Like I said,

I done deliver, in the park, I'm breaking out
Ain't no time, so right about...

Y'know, I'm out, and so right about...

Yeah I got that funk in my blood,
Chill for that, check for that.

Yeah nowadays, they say they want rap.
But we- ok, OK, we givin 'em that.

They say they want rap. They say...

Yeah nowadays.
They require, and they desire.

OK, they want Rap.