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"KMD"
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жанры: rap
альбомы: Black Bastards
Smokin' That Shit
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KMD
жанры: rap
альбомы: Black Bastards
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"Why do you keep smoking that shit? Why will you keep smoking that shit? Why? Why? Why do you keep smoking that shit?"Aight, check it out yo, check it out yo I'ma flip yo, check it out, bust itI connect the spots like connect the dots From the lower Eastside, to way up top I got a map to express on the six, I found Where they got the raw, dog, smoke at SoundviewNow, two licks damnit, do you understand? Nuff respect to the dread man or I'ma dead man I ain't no fake man for the red hand It's just my warmth and with instructions from RedmanWhomever I step to, remove the Phillie Phoonta 'Cause I used to know this bitch and it killed her, that bitch is dead I'm smokin' that shit 'cause I got a thousand jokes Like puttin' your moms in the yoke 'cause she broke some chokeBitch, you're blowin' up the spot, be out Yo, either get some dough or get the fuck down South With your bitch ass son and tell him throw up his dukes So I can spend his lunch loot at noop, noopCheck it, I do the hip, hip, hop, the hibby, the hibby dibby Kurious the too fly magician, never givin' These niggaz a piece of my pie 'cause yo my shit is fat Just like my pockets, your girl's titties is flatSo when the bitch slid in correct with the funk from the big bra I kindly reply, with a smile, aiyyo, chill hot, damn Uh, uh, uh, I'm so sorry Umm, eat your tits 'cause them shits is from SomaliaCheck it out, on the one to the two It's some shit from the zoo, it's the CM crew Now from the cocks with the blocks, on the street or the goat With the forty, the glocks, the Phillie and the smokeJust like George Bush, is the type to drop bombs George Kemprias will smoke scarm wit'cha moms Throw a fifty yard pass, with a Afro pick To Steve, Earthquake, stop smokin' that shitI keep my gun out my holster, I'm wanted on the poster 'Cause I shot the sheriff, who knocked the cherry off my shoulder He tried to get cute, so Earthquake had to erase him And place him in America's Top Ten, like Casey KasemI tracked him, an actor with no sense of humor If you heard, I fell off nigga, it's only just a rumor So step the fuck back, 'fore you get your shit cracked I had to think up a plan, so now I'm fat like thatTwo hundred and eighty pounds of pure funk and no junk I snatch a ho, bitch up, just like Dave did, The Chipmunks Kid, I'm rough tough, strong enough to call your bluff Handcuff your wife up while your bitch, give me a buffI do run, run, run, I do run the MC's The king of rap, you don't believe me? Believe these Def rhymes on wax, don't call me, send a fax I slam hard like Anthrax, so turn it up to the maxStop, you're pinchin' my nerves with rap slurs I do my best herb, now it's time to get served So, suck my dick, I don't smoke that shit I don't want this shit, so you flip the scriptYou know I'm on that shit, stop smokin' that shit You know I'm on that shit, stop smokin' that shit I'm always, always on that shit, stop smokin' that shit Yeah, I'm on that shit, stop smokin' that shitStop smokin' that shit, 'fore you get killed You know the flavor, my man, so just chill Now hold your head up and hold your head high Stop smokin' the dust, you just might dieRelax your mainframe, the bolder gets paid And you won't have no motherfuckin' gain As you know, I'm on the microphone to make you all know That shit that you smoke will make you mad, brokeI don't give a fuck about you and your crew I'm not too lovesick, drink that brew, I'm a nasty Jew I don't solve mysteries, never wearin' Lees I got the motherfuckin' S I to be, where it seedSo pack up, my man I went out of breath I got asthma on the side, take it on to the left So stop smokin' that shit my man And I'm out, see ya later, so kick the canI drink Colt forty-five and talk in mad jive You know I stay alive, my niggaz stay alive Easy on the smoke, I don't really feel like tokin' I gotta save some breath for this bitch I be strokin'Everyday, I make a nigga get right Jealous ass, pussy ass nigga, can't fight I'm in my new disguise, feedin' pigeons Ducks, any bird and bond's my word, word is bondI make gadgets, illy, ill toys that kill Sleep on me, you'll get a sleepin' pill Pin that nigga, down right on the mat If you ain't my nigga, don't reach for no gatSlap, right to the head I'm blitzed to whip that ass, Moabo style, dead You know what I'm sayin'?Smokin' that shit Yeah, c'mon, smokin' that shit You see a nigga, you know, smokin' that shit Real quick, my man, you're cold, smokin' that shitKurious Jorge, I know you're not, smokin' that shit Zev Love, what you doin'? Smokin' that shit Stop smokin' that shit, stop smokin' that shit Hahaha, smokin' that motherfuckin' shitWord up, yeah, yeah, smokin' that shit Smokin' that motherfuckin' shit, you're motherfuckin' right Put the fuckin' pipe down
Это интересно:Веселый, сатирический, острый, интересный, социальный, затрагивающий проблемы меньшинства - такой хип-хоп представляли трое ребят с Лонг Айленд, Нью-Йорк.Благодаря неудачным стечениям обстоятельств, группа не очень известна в широких кругах. Но есть пара причин, по которым знать KMD нужно, ведь это "та самая команда, откуда есть пошел зловещий MF DOOM"! Само название группы расшифровывается... продолжение
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