Gang Starr - Mass appeal

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Verse One: Guru
No way you ll never make it
Come with the weak shit, I break kids
Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya
Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass
A lot of rappers be like one time wonders
Couldn t say a fly rhyme if there was one right under
Their noses, I hate those motherfuckin posers
But I m so real to them it s scary
And with my unique skills nag you can t compare me
And no we don t make wack tracks
and all the suckers get pushed back when I m kickin real facts
I represent set up shit like a tent boy
You re paranoid cause you re my son like Elroy
And you d be happy as hell to get a record dal
Maybe your soul you d sell to have mass appeal
Verse Two:
Oh yes I m greater than all MC s when I breeeze give me room please
I be like fascinatin when I be updatin
Cuttin off wack kids, pullin their trump cards
I thump hard, and mak eem say that I m God
Niggaz be pretendin they hardcore
Never know the meaning of [real hardcore]
But I get props like a slogan and no man
Could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam
Lyrically def and connecting complete mic wrecking
No double checking vocals kill like weapons
But if I have to I go all out with no mic
Yeah that s right cause I survived mad fights
And for my peeps I truly care
Cause without some of them I wouldn t be here
And they all know how I feel
Cause suckers be like playin themselves to have mass appeal
Verse Three:
I know I m dope but don t wet that
I ve suffered setbacks but now I m makin greenbacks
Just like baggy slacks I m crazy hip-hop
Check one two and you don t stop
Your head ll bop when I drop my crop
of pure bomb, just like the seashore I m calm
But wild, with my monotone style
Because I don t need gimmicks
Gimme a fly beat and I m all in it
Word is bond I go on and on
For you it s tragic I got magic like wands
So I ma end this lecture and I betcha
Those who kick dirt and do time I m gonna get cha
Cause I be kickin the real
While they be losin the race tryin to chase mass appeal

Inne utwory

  • Flip the script
  • Jazz music
  • Riot akt
  • Hardcore composer
  • Gotta get over
  • 2 Deep
  • The place where we dwell
  • Here today, gone tomorrow
  • Cause and effect
  • So wassup
  • Much too much
  • Words from the nutcracker
  • Soliloquy of chaos
  • Mostly tha voice
  • As i read my S-A
  • Tons of guns
  • The planet
  • Beyond comprehension
  • Stay tuned
  • Losowe utwory

    After the fire

    You can t have me the way you want me
    I can t have you the way I want you
    Well, you say, still you want to be my friend
    But I know that kind of friends you have a lot

    I don t care,...

    Po co

    Ludzie nie wiedzą, dokąd iść, bo nie ma czasu
    Droga miała pokazać zysk, nie błąd kompasów
    Kończy się zasób naszych chwil, to dla rodaków
    Znaczy może tyle, co nic, to kwestia smaku
    Zamiast żyć jak śmieć wożąc dupę w pałacach
    Wolę mieć w życiu cel, choćbym miał zacząć od żebraka
    Nie spłonę jak Manhattan, choć nie...

    Bez ściemy

    Życiowy terminator, uliczny punktator
    Czy zima czy lato synu, co ty na to?
    Na ulicy możesz spotkać, mą dumną postać
    Sobą chcę pozostać
    Dzięki dumie uda mi się temu sprostać
    Dostać od życia tyle ile jestem wart
    Tak, wyłożenie kart jak poker sprawdzam, wchodzę...

    Whatever it takes

    Whatever it takes, to find a way
    to find a way
    to find a way
    I ma do whatever it takes, to find a way
    to find a way
    to find a way
    I ma do, Whatever it takes to find a way
    to find a way
    to find a way
    Whatever it takes to find a way

    to find...

    Obviously 5 believers

    Early in the mornin
    Early in the mornin
    I m callin you to
    I m callin you to
    Please come home
    Yes, I guess I could make it without you
    If I just didn t feel so all alone