EPMD

EPMD - Can't Hear Nothing But The Music songtekst

Je score:

It's a fact  I'm mad hard like a jail yard
 I'm sick  slow  call me a retard
 Can't hear nothing but the music  I'm slippin
 Dark as hell and water drippin
 Parrish Smith  mentally sick
 Serial rap killer like Dave Berkowitz
 Yes  the son of Sam and I'll be godamn
 So take the force and get the balls and watch me slam  man
 The exquisite rap wizard from the boon dox
 My tune knock watts, been known to cause brain lock
 Wit no riff raff, smooth like Shaft
 Breaking bones in the rap zone, chill or get smoked mad fast
 Can't stop us from buggin because we're trippin
 Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin
 (Chorus)
 Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin(4x)
 (Erick Sermon)
 Breaker 1, 9, breaker, 1, 9, mayday
 Call for backup, it's Erick Sermon's payday
 No illusion, just mass confusion
 Dull raps, I dutch them, from the funk production
 I, the Afromerican, black citizen
 To make you scream loud as hell like Sam Kinison
 No one can stop me
 Dun na na na na na, like Rocky
 The combination, the jab, the uppercut
 Mad footwork from the rapper expert
 Bust a move, I'm worth about a million cash bucks
 Say what, damn right, shut the hell up
 I fought MC's word up and watch em grown up
 Play em like Dunkin, then pass out doughnuts
 Then I freak the funky style and I use it
 MD and hear nothing but the music
 Chorus
 (PMD)
 What's this, another funky hit from the Hit Squad, kid
 I get mad props like Sonny Crockett
 You know it's the smooth rap flow that clocks the P doe
 Can't stop now (why) cuz I'm diesel
 EPMD back in effect on your rap set
 Fourth cassette, more deadly than a bomb threat
 Can't stop us from buggin because we're trippin
 Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin
 (Erick Sermon)
 Slate take two, action, the main attraction
 (Who's Bad) I'm bad like Michael Jackson
 Got more tricks than any Kung Fu flick
 Understand, I'm ruff and tuff like Jackie Chan
 My technique, the drunken mic, grasp it right
 I'm teaching (P-S-Y-C-H-E) psyche
 I'm slammin, the dopest nigga from the underground
 Out the basement, now world renown
 Rocking systems, cuss and jock a victim
 If we catch flack from a punk and then we diss him
 Then I freak a funky style and I use it
 Kid, and hear nothing but the music
 Chorus
Vind dit lied op:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Priority Records, Def Jam Recordings, UMe

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1992

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Business Never Personal (1992)

Deel je mening

Dit formulier wordt beschermd door reCAPTCHA en de Google Privacy Policy en Servicevoorwaarden zijn daarbij van toepassing.

0 Reacties gevonden