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Sh.Fe.Mc's

アーティスト:De La Soul  アルバム:Clear Lake Audiotorium (1994) (EP)  作詞:FAREED KAMAAL IBN JOHN/JOLICOEUR DAVID  作曲:FAREED KAMAAL IBN JOHN/JOLICOEUR DAVID 

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We are here to tell the world just who we are Shocking female (MC's), shocking female (MC's) (Repeat 2x) Verse 1: Phife No need for, introductions, cause I know you know my name and Knocking MC's out the frame and, putting them suckers to shame and I live for hip-hop, so I have no time for fun and games and So just come and peep the unique styles we are displaying The beat's just ridiculous, the lyrics articulate Feels good, as if a girl just touched her (tits) Sucker MC's, I'm killing 'em, I'm so sick of seeing 'em Silly (shit) when they rhyme, like that red rugby shirt worn by Gilligan Plus the hat, they (shit) is wack When you see me coming take ten steps back I make usage of the pronouns, adjectives, verbs My granny says "You always had a way with words" And that's because my word is bond, lyrics are laws Sucker MC's look at me like I'm friggin' eye sore Verse 2: Posdnuos Heere comes a brother hipping others on the style they lack I've always rhymed abstract, I even know the brother named Abstract I am the earner of the soul in mine Forget the physical cause the physical will die with time I'm shaped to vibrate in definite proportions Of the kids who need the fix (Just listen to the mix) I just imagine constant non-stop for the rubbishing Like (niggas) use the Clinton loops as if they owned the publishing Ducks be bleeding from illegal feeding on my verb I bring the Mardi Gras to your face I outwit vipers in my rhyme cipher I can easily lick them cause they're victims of the subconscious race Tossing periods in front of false reps? It's not the 187 when the 360 slept You swallow the cake from the plate of elevate Or you might get sparked by the crew who got the weight So recessitating rap like the hicks do with Presley It's the kid who peed the jeans in Orleans off of Nesley Just be MC number nine, if you let me rhyme nine times infinitely I will climb I let my Walkman from Sony play cassettes from Raboni Which guarantees to put me on the narrow road Ayo, that's it from me, Plug 3, and Ali explode! Verse 3: Q-Tip When I rhyme, the effect just ripples You sound sick, I hope your cells get sickles


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