Redman - Syrinx (1997) | Текст песни

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• Syrinx (1997)

So what I rock the tracks
that be weird like that
even to this you couldn`t catch
me with photomat
my mack will leave you more cheeky
than the japs D.O.A.
I`ll make up like a big cat
fill the raft
of the shaft brother
gettin DAP like a little
from Brooklyn hangin with
nut crack like that
tight nigger that a light ciggers
blow sniffers *
flow spitters
* you
make sure you bring your phone witcha
twist the situation
and make you hole hit ya
(red man)
rock rock on
open you with the fumes of smoke
I left in the vocal booth
disablin` plugs and microphone cablin`
smoke filled automobiles I rode daily in
I * hooked the track till they blow
shit for 30 G`s
I ride blindfold
with bongos
ha ha ha
uh ah uh ah uh ah

so hit the road Jack
and don`t you come back
shit I wanna make the cheddar
till I make bass collapse
hit more holes than Minnesota Fats
you`re brains been tapped
my superior aristocrat
murder 16 bars
drunk off o snaps
pumped so many tracks
you might think I do crack
rip the microphone like a hair wrestlin match
lick your lips bitch
cause your shit might eat chap
you know Nikki D.
these fake bitches be
awsome bullshit *ing with the triple P
demolish wax polish
this dick I got
will make the baddest bitch topless
jobless
* around with it
red litty
shitty
got niggers in Germany blitty
now I`m the new president

and sellin spinach
50 cents and up
can`t handle get there *
hu ha check check it out
friggy, diggy, jiggy diggy
check it out
doctors in the house
don`t like what I`m sayin
got the nigger
*
shit is bad, bad, bad, bad
the year 2000

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