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The Dusty Foot Philosopher

アーティスト:K'naan  アルバム:The Dusty Foot Philosopher  作詞:WARSAME KEINAN ABDI  作曲:GOLDSTEIN GLENN AARON/WARSAME KEINAN ABDI 

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Yo. Just imagine like whistling down a desert or some shit. Don't this make you wanna swing like monkeys outta trees? I don't got no parameters This amateur is famous All you fame getters Hate caterers I name names and date of births On a later verse Make a nigga play reverse (move backwards) Marching with some soldiers here We coming over there The kind of niggas soldiers fear You just gotta stare You ain't got no option (no) Please relax son I'm taking over like drug dealer cars to auctions Oh these are hungry men These are angry men Heard you got a lot of guts They'll call your bluff Your shit is laughable Why you rap at all? Why don't you just wrap sandwiches to earn a capital? When half the shit that you spit Ain't even half sick If you was doing my physical you couldn't have my shit Back to my first flow I own this shit yo My skills so bright when I spit my lips glow [Chorus] The dusty foot philosopher Ripping up kilometers Winking at you officers da dum da dum da dum The dusty foot philosopher Sicking up the monitor Waking up the auditors da dum da dum da dum And I've seen war and some Survived the slaughter son Kids play cops and robbers and not with the water guns And yeah picture me And big brother Lee Walking through the fire We came to claim our victory And I roll with a harder pen I might start a trend Beat down a whack MC, coz you know there's a lot of them Wait 'til my shit crashes Rip asses Women who give me neck suffer from whiplashes I frighten the masses 'Cause I'm that nasty I heard to get a deal you had


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