Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee - I'm Hittin' Hard songtekst

Je score:

Gentlemen and ladies
 Adults teenagers adolescents and babies
 No if's and's but's or maybe's
 I want the whole world to rock today
 Because I said I was and always was
 The baddest rapper on the mic and I proved it does
 Make a difference
 On the way you think you syn
 Cronize the wise tries
 To overcome the dumb the drum
 Beats a pattern that turns into
 A catalyst that'll just
 Grab your ear you had to hear
 A rhyme's contents
 Beyond nonsense
 If you're not convinced
 Get tense and wince
 Cause I'll make a skeptic
 Look epileptic
 Shake and brake like the Holy Ghost connected
 His body and soul
 I control
 His mind is mine cause my
 Rhyme holds
 Minds in limbo
 You resemble
 A clone of Jim Jones as them bones tremble
 Shakin' like a leaf in disbelief
 No chatterin' teeth
 Can cease pity or grief
 I got you flipping like a burger
 Head spinning like a top
 Weak at the knees
 And you're about to drop
 You can't find your heart
 You need a warrant to search
 Get off your knees
 Boy this ain't church
 You can pray if you wanna pray
 Say what you wanna say
 Did you forget you was ambiguous
 You're gonna pay
 For doubting my rhyme
 You better freeze your thought
 Cause I read minds
 If you got caught
 I taught
 Lessons for second-guessing
 Reroute doubt
 I reprogram and deprogram about
 Two million fans
 Through rhytmic hypnosis
 Left in a state
 Of cataclysmic neurosis
 Neurotic from a narcotic
 Known as rhyme
 Addicted to rap
 And you're a fiend for mine
 For my rap info
 You're a nympho
 I'll raise the conscience
 And then hit them so hard with the rhyme
 I'ma leave you scarred
 Cause I don't just hit ya
 I hit ya hard
 I weave the bob
 To do the job
 Set you up with the left
 As the right writes hard
 Lyrics stick and move
 Behind the groove
 As the beat gets better
 The rhyme improves
 Adversaries prepare for a telling loss
 Bring a stretcher nurse and the smelling salts
 My rhyme is more
 Than a fight or a bout
 You ain't goin' down
 Boy you're goin' out
 No count necessary
 Cause you ain't gettin' up
 Bad mouthin' ends very
 Very very abrupt
 Thought patterns converted
 Through overt overtures
 Prepared your mind
 Much better for metaphors
 More rap classics
 Believe me there's no man
 Not Bach Brahms Beethoven or Chopin
 Polonaise would ever faze ya
 Like I faze ya I amaze ya
 Ali and Fraizer I
 Get deja vu from listening to
 The rhymes that cut like an uppercut
 And rings a bell too
 I come out smoking
 Hard from the first round
 Stinging like a bee
 And the bell is the worst sound
 Cause I don't wanna let up
 If you can get up
 I'm fed up
 The rhymes are sped up
 To mess your head up
 When the rhyme is over
 They tally the scorecard
 I get more points
 Cause you hit the floor hard
 But I'm hittin' hard
 The very last thing
 That you remember
 Is a rhyme in your face
 And the crowd yell timbre
 Then you fall in a dopefiend nod
 Cause I don't just hit ya
 I hit ya hard
 When I rain
 It's more like a hurricane
 You wanna dis
 Then think of another name
 Cause I go to work
 And my rhymes slam
 Put me to the test
 You'll fail the exam
 Cause that's the kind of test
 You just can't study for
 You're guaranteed
 To end up bloody or
 Broken twisted
 Fractured blistered
 Decapitated mutilated
 Violated it's the
 Kind of defeat
 That you just can't live with
 Try to compete
 But you just can't get with
 The Mental Master
 Hard-ryhme supremist
 My words have ya
 Mixed like a chemist
 My rhymes flow like
 H-2-O
 Cleaned with chlorine
 To make green so
 The rhyme is purified
 You can't drink it
 Biters and suckers
 Don't even think it
 The green I made
 Is a money shade
 When the rhyme evaporates
 I get paid
 Then it's time to rain
 With the rhyme I know
 And like plants
 Watch my people grow
 I heal sick minds
 Like Christ himself
 Touch the soul
 Like no one else
 There's only one
 President Pope and one God
 There's only one rapper
 In that class
 And I hit ya hard
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Moe Dewese

Componist: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1989

Taal: Engels

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