Lirik Lagu Ultramagnetic Mcs – Talkin’ Out Ya Ass
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Silahkan disimak Lirik Lagu Ultramagnetic Mcs – Talkin’ Out Ya Ass Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[kool keith:]
a lot of rappers ain’t sh-t, they just bullsh-t
they wanna step on stage and pop piles of sh-t
but i ain’t with it, so black quit it
who pulled the plug?… you know i did it
cause you sound whack and, f-cked up with no cl-ss
but i get deeper, stick a rhyme up in yo’ -ss
light up your inner skull, and burn up your r-ct-m
mc’s are doo-doo i never did respect ’em
f-ck ’em, like a b-tch with no drawers on
so you want a tape, stupid–ss with pause on
d-mn, i cut you off on my radio
as i take a step back, and p-ss on your video
p-ss on the pop charts and fake material
rappers know i’m stupid mad, i’m gettin fed up
and f-ck all your whack groups, they get set up
five at a time, let ’em come with that cheap sh-t
now 1 adam 12, with that fantasy street sh-t
or rappers who try to teach, and brag and pop sh-t
but i’m on 8th floor, and ready to drop sh-t
pounds and pounds and stacked up with metaphor
open the bag, step aside and then let it pour
hittin your brain like a current through a lightbulb
or any old bar, plus your neighborhood nightclub
beware yo, you’re talkin out of your -ss
[laughter]
[kool keith:]
you say you make this much, and you make that much
you come in your white benz, and pull up like cap’n crunch
but i don’t give a f-ck; i drive a geo
now who got the best rhymes? tell ’em leo
while you stand stiff like gilligan with no island
i burn the mc, who wrote your f-cked up style and
cause i’m a get the axe out, and start choppin ’em
call president bush to keep stoppin ’em
whack mc’s get the f-ck out the business
oh you with a major? now tell me what is this
yo, i’m gettin busy and hyped up
while you gotta scream your rebel tracks are f-cked up
measured unmeasured, off-beat and left field
what dummy produced that? that sh-t ain’t real
i’m tellin facts, i’m blowin up on your -ss
and if your show is tonight, i’m goin up in your -ss
just like an outlaw, smooth rugged and raw
i never roll with a clown, when i’m out on tour
i’m not impressed, f-ck around with that cheap style
that african tribe sh-t, political freestyle
school is lettin out now, it’s three o’clock
f-ck all that weak whack sh-t, it’s four o’clock
time to get paid, the critic kingdom new york an’
while rappers try to talk i step away and keep walkin
f-ck ’em~! male rappers and females
cause you ain’t worth two cents, a bag with seash-lls
tryin to dance, tryin to talk, tryin to rhyme
tryin to preach, tryin to i’ll
tryin to teach, tryin to scream, listen close chief
you’re talkin out of your -ss
[laughter]
[kool keith:]
continuin, no f-ckin b-m can stop me
unless you write in, and tell the company drop me
but i don’t think so, c’mon freddy
i woke up at 8 o’clock, i’m f-ckin ready
for any your whack sh-t that’s hard to sell
10 weeks on billboard, it’s hard to tell
see i don’t get mad, the x’ll get even
i jump on stage, your dirty -ss is leavin
you’re lettin off steam – oh yeah really?
no time for rat t-rds, you’re f-ckin silly
don’t come with that phony monie macaroni love style
cause i’m a get mad, stupid crazy and buckwild
son of a b-tch, step to me rich
and watch the x flow reverse and switch
mc’s to the other side, they get waxed though
you never knew i could rhyme? you didn’t axe though
i’m rollin all of you two-faced b-st-rds
ready or not, that’s why i always practice
catch me off guard, yo sandman f-ck you
i stand in the front while other rappers they duck you
come inside, they try to sneak out the back door
as i get hyped and criticize the whack more
f-ck ’em, i got some sh-t for their black -ss
white rappers too, i got some sh-t for their whack -ss
cause i don’t hold back with tons of mega sh-t
come on stage sway down with a weak hit
but you think you’re fresh though, you ain’t jack sh-t
smoother than rhythm x, go ‘head with that whack sh-t
aiyyo duke, you’re talkin out of your -ss
yes, this is the one rhythm x
and all you stupid–ss motherf-ckers who think you nice
i wanna see what you got
but i know you ain’t got sh-t
ain’t nuttin but jack doo-doo dumb doo-doo whack sh-t
but you step in boy, and you get played like a toy
see ya! f-ck you
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