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Letra actual de la canción
[Chorus] <br />Don't stop (uh don't stop yo) <br />Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo) <br />(Give it everything you got yo) <br />(Once again it's time, it's time) <br />It's time to ride, ride.... <br /> <br />[Verse One: Black Thought] <br />Yo, piss in the staircase, blood on the pavement <br />I fill the quills with it let it spill on the pages <br />Compose another anthem for the killers and manglers <br />Villains and wranglers, fifth still in the chamber <br />Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's gangsta <br />Pull out-rageous arms from the floor of the basement <br />Then bust 'nuff talons if my peoplez in danger <br />I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents <br />We muscle the language <br />What we spit will leave your shit in utter amazement <br />I'm hot brolic call it contagious <br />The shit the Roots started got these other artists going through changes <br />My vision is the strangest, the rhythm is anguish <br />Y'all niggaz on the titty in your formative stages <br />Is something in the iris and the way I spit <br />That tell these other crab rappers I ain't fo' no shit <br />Black traumatic, so there you have it <br />My battin' average, abort full of graphic assault, it's all classic <br />Thought, put ass-backwards rappers in a small package <br />Experience is all that is, I'm well established <br />Me and the mic in holy matrimony like a marriage <br />The technique in your reach, if only you could have it <br />For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad thoro <br />Poet for hired pack metal <br />You feel me? <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Two: Black Thought] <br />Yo, the load heavy <br />We walk around a little edgy, all ready and steady <br />Withdrawal like Darryl Strawberry, it figures <br />Niggaz mad from them ghetto sandwiches and swine <br />Cryin' hard times, disadvantegeous, man listen <br />The story in the ghetto the same <br />Seem like it's just some things that never will change <br />Give birth to a style and won't give it a name <br />Talk 'bout consciousness it's a different thang <br />Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general Hannibal speak <br />The understandable diabolique, animal style <br />Out of your dreams kid, you proud that you seen this <br />Fifth supreme linguist, a lyrical genious <br />Inject you with the broke down english <br />The most freshest and cleanest, three G's, guess what the fame is <br />Kareem's beat makin' me fiendish <br />Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real make me believe it nigga <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Three: Black Thought] <br />Yo, the rebel Jake Rivera <br />You felt another date, you better <br />Don't copped off, create it just save your cheddar <br />I hit the studio with a pen and a vendetta <br />Sippin' an ice cold Beck, huffin' the tenth letter <br />Driftin', shots lickin while the plot thickens <br />Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the last inning <br />The flash and the cash and the fast women <br />It's nothing, a lust for the crabs keep the passion and <br />Blaow, kissin' my tablet with firing pins <br />Poke holes in the plastic for oxygen <br />MCs jumpin' out shoes and socks again <br />Must have seen their face in the news it's gots to been <br />Thought known as the cure for cancer <br />Same corrupt city as Mumia the Panther <br />Man to man, hammer cocked, block and standoff <br />Bang, gunfire slang up in the dance hall <br />Yo, I hold the mic that could be thrown as a pipe bomb <br />Bring it just to sling it at your favorite icon <br />Thing about my music is it ain't shit like y'all <br />Thought, diesel like a 28-inch python <br />You know what I'm saying? <br /> <br />When I'm on the mic there won't be no delayin... <br /> <br />[Chorus]
Letra nueva de la canción
[Chorus] <br />Don't stop (uh don't stop yo) <br />Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo) <br />(Give it everything you got yo) <br />(Once again it's time, it's time) <br />It's time to ride, ride.... <br /> <br />[Verse One: Black Thought] <br />Yo, piss in the staircase, blood on the pavement <br />I fill the quills with it let it spill on the pages <br />Compose another anthem for the killers and manglers <br />Villains and wranglers, fifth still in the chamber <br />Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's gangsta <br />Pull out-rageous arms from the floor of the basement <br />Then bust 'nuff talons if my peoplez in danger <br />I'm Larry Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents <br />We muscle the language <br />What we spit will leave your shit in utter amazement <br />I'm hot brolic call it contagious <br />The shit the Roots started got these other artists going through changes <br />My vision is the strangest, the rhythm is anguish <br />Y'all niggaz on the titty in your formative stages <br />Is something in the iris and the way I spit <br />That tell these other crab rappers I ain't fo' no shit <br />Black traumatic, so there you have it <br />My battin' average, abort full of graphic assault, it's all classic <br />Thought, put ass-backwards rappers in a small package <br />Experience is all that is, I'm well established <br />Me and the mic in holy matrimony like a marriage <br />The technique in your reach, if only you could have it <br />For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad thoro <br />Poet for hired pack metal <br />You feel me? <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Two: Black Thought] <br />Yo, the load heavy <br />We walk around a little edgy, all ready and steady <br />Withdrawal like Darryl Strawberry, it figures <br />Niggaz mad from them ghetto sandwiches and swine <br />Cryin' hard times, disadvantegeous, man listen <br />The story in the ghetto the same <br />Seem like it's just some things that never will change <br />Give birth to a style and won't give it a name <br />Talk 'bout consciousness it's a different thang <br />Envision again, the honorable 'Riq, general Hannibal speak <br />The understandable diabolique, animal style <br />Out of your dreams kid, you proud that you seen this <br />Fifth supreme linguist, a lyrical genious <br />Inject you with the broke down english <br />The most freshest and cleanest, three G's, guess what the fame is <br />Kareem's beat makin' me fiendish <br />Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real make me believe it nigga <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Three: Black Thought] <br />Yo, the rebel Jake Rivera <br />You felt another date, you better <br />Don't copped off, create it just save your cheddar <br />I hit the studio with a pen and a vendetta <br />Sippin' an ice cold Beck, huffin' the tenth letter <br />Driftin', shots lickin while the plot thickens <br />Sands in the hourglass thinnin', the last inning <br />The flash and the cash and the fast women <br />It's nothing, a lust for the crabs keep the passion and <br />Blaow, kissin' my tablet with firing pins <br />Poke holes in the plastic for oxygen <br />MCs jumpin' out shoes and socks again <br />Must have seen their face in the news it's gots to been <br />Thought known as the cure for cancer <br />Same corrupt city as Mumia the Panther <br />Man to man, hammer cocked, block and standoff <br />Bang, gunfire slang up in the dance hall <br />Yo, I hold the mic that could be thrown as a pipe bomb <br />Bring it just to sling it at your favorite icon <br />Thing about my music is it ain't shit like y'all <br />Thought, diesel like a 28-inch python <br />You know what I'm saying? <br /> <br />When I'm on the mic there won't be no delayin... <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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