DJ Cut Killer

I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnetize me no more
But it's biting me, fighting me,
inviting me to rhyme
I can't hold it back, I'm looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
The rhyme will be kicking
it until I hit my last note
My mind remains to find all kinda ideas
Self-esteem makes
it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one
And you know that I'm the soloist
So Eric B, make 'em clap to this

I don't bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in '86, it's time to build
Eric B easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, MC means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what's coming
next from the flex of the wrist
Say "Indeed" then I proceed
cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix
his fingertips,
so I rhyme until there's no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will
make him bleed to death
But he's kicking it cuz it ain't no half steppin'
The party is live, the Rak can't be kept inside
if he's eruptin' just like a volcano
It ain't the everyday style
or the same old rhyme
Cuz I'm better then the rest of them
Eric B is on the cut and my name is Rakim

Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don't get excited,
you've been invited to a quiet storm
But now it's out of hand
cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love
and affection
Let me be your angel
and I'll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
You caught an attitude,
you need food to eat up
I'm scheming like I'm dreaming
on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I'm lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me

To da one on da flam
boy it's tough
I just toss that ham on the fryin pan
like spam
it's done when I come in slam
damn, I feel like the son of sam
don't make me wrek shit
wit a automatic got me goin' likke general electric
damn
the lights are blinkin' I'm thinkin'
it's all over when go out drinkin'
OH makin' my mind slow,
that's why I don't fuck with the big four-oh
bro, I got ta' maintain
cuz a nigga like me is goin; insane

chorus: insane in da membrane
insane in da brain! (repeat 4x)

Do my shit undercover
now it's time for for the blubba
blaba to watch dat belly get fatter
fat boy on a diet don't try it
I'll check your ass like a looter in a riot
much too fast like a sumo slammin' dat ass
leavin' your face in the grass
you know I don't take a chulo lightly
punck just jealous cuz he can't outwrite me
so kick that style, wicked wild
happy face nigga never seen me smile
rip dat mainframe
I'll explain
a nigga like me is goin' insane

chorus

Like louie armstrong
played the trumpet
I'll hit dat bong and break ya off something soon
I got ta get my props
cops
come and try to snatch my crops
these pigs wanna blow my house down
and undrground to the next town
they get mad when they come to raid my pad
and I'm out in the night loose scared
yes I'm the pirate pilot
of this ship if I get
wit' the ultraviolet dream
hide from the red light beam
now do you believe in the unseen
look, but don't make you eyes strain
a nigga like me is goin' insane
chorus

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard, ain't hard
When love comes to an end
You may have found another
That's when troubles just begin

I've seen so much pain
that comes with love
Sometimes I wish I was blind

His tears they just keep falling
I must leave you behind
His words don't come easy
I know they never do

Every time I say I'm leaving
My lips won't make a sound
Now they won't make a sound

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard, ain't hard
When love comes to an end
And every times when we were happy
But some scars never mend

I've got to leave you in the morning
I'm on my knees, I cry for help
But our love has long quit living
Your heart for someone else

These words they don't come easy
Oh now they never do
Every time I say I'm leaving
My lips won't make a sound
Now they won't make a sound

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard, ain't hard
When love comes to an end
Oh it's so hard, baby, it's so hard
When love comes to an end, it so hard

His tears they just keep falling
I must leave you behind
His words don't come easy
I know they never do

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난 수 없이 많이 보았어요
때로는 앞이 보이지 않았으면 해요

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난 무릎 꿇고 도움을 애걸하지만
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이제 아무 말도 못하겠어요
내가 떠난다고 할 때마다
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나는 당신을 두고 떠나야 해요
말이 쉽게 나오지 않죠
절대 쉽게 나오지 않아요

Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin,
I came to win, battle me that′s a sin.
I won′t tear my sack up,
punk you better back up,
try an play the role,
and the whole crew will act up Get up,
stand up, c′mon put your hands up,
if you got the feelin,
jump across the ceiling.
Muggs let the funk flow,
someone′s talkin junk yo,
I bust em in the eye,
then I take the punks ho Feelin,
funkin, amps in the trunk and
I got more ryhmes than the cop′s at a Dunkin,
donut shop, sure enough
I got props from the kids on the hill,
and my mom and my pops
I came to get down,
I came to get down,
so get out your seat and jump around
Jump Around 3x

Jump up, Jump up and get down

Jump (chant 17x)

I′ll serve your ass like John Mchenroe,
if your girl steps up I′m smackin the ho.
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs,
I got more ryhmes than a bibles got psalms.
And just like the botical son I return,
anyone steppin to me you′ll get burned
Cause I got lyrics which you
ain′t got none,
if ya come to battle,
bring a shotgun But if ya do your
a fool cause i do to the death,
tryin to step to me you take your last breath.
I got the skill, come get your feel,
cause when I shoot, I shoot to kill.
I came to get down, I came to get down,
so get out your seat and jump around.
(Chorus)

I′m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top,
I never eat the pig, cause the
pig is a cop Or better yet a terminator,
like Arnold Shwrezeneger,
trying to play me out as if my name was zeger.
But I ain′t goin out like no punk bitch,
get used to one style,
yo and I might switch it up up
and around then buck buck get down,
put out your head then you wake up
in the dawn of the day.
I′m comin to get ya,
I′m comin to get ya, spittin out lyrics,
homie I′m with ya. I came to get down,
I came to get down,
so get out your seat and jump around.
(Chorus)

Well on your marks and get set
And cant forget to go
Incase you didn't know the flow if fat like joe(like joe)
Yo..you niggedy know that im back man
Your wack man/i eat a nigga like i'm pacman
I biggedy bring it/straight form the cella
For reala packin more hits than lou pinella
I swella/nigga in his eye if he tess me
You dont impress me
Ey yo books bring the rest g...
Uhh..one time for yo mind
Eh yo what up its..
The crew thats bringin ruckus no doubt
We the ruffest dream team
Reign supreme like a cutlass
Get duckets the dough
Cant touch the flow
It's me the nigga wit g'z
The b double o k-s
On top that i'll bus your caliber
When i pop shit and rock shit like metallica
Straight to the heart of them street fake niggas
Your all up in my face/wanna sell my tape niggas
So honey shake your figures and show me whatcha got
(blow the spot)das efx wit the real hip hop
Chorus
To the hiddip the hop it don't stop(don't stop)
Das efx wit the real hip hop(hip hop)
To the hiddip the hop it don't quit(don't quit)
Das efx and we came to rip shit(rip shit)
Eh okiedokie
Next nigga ta quote me
I hope he got more miracles than smokey
Wont be no discussion/strictly bumrushin
Head rushin like gotti
Your in my dangerfield like rodney
So howdy/let me introduce for my peeps
Straight from the sewer
Sayin true to the streets
Well it's me crazy drazy
Bringin up the rear
I swear/we got to hold it down here yeah
So there..let me crack a brew and kick my feet up
Turn the heat up
And smiggedy smoke all the weed up
Kids i beat up/wit my style thats the newest
My crew is/runnin more ruckus than carl lewis
It's from the sewer now ya see me on tha top
So stop and recognizt the niggas on ya block
Chorus
Yo mc's is irrelevant
And delicate to the texture
And this style of mines is well defined like webster
Aint a better nigga raw from the jaw jabber-jibber
When i get stone like sharon from sliver
Equppied ta/riggedy rip the microphone to shreds
Dread yo come and hit these niggas in the head...
Well i connect my rhymes like lego
So lego my eggo, i burn ya like waco
You need more than maaco
I take it to ya crew and keep em moving like im uhaul
Im here to school yall
Figgedy faggots like rupaul
I throw a screwball and strike out the mc
And if he temps me
I knock em out like jack dempsey
I burn some sensi and chase em wit the guiness
The illest..hit me wit the hook because i'm finished
Chorus

Here we go yo, here we go yo
So what so what so what's the scenario
Here we go yo, here we go yo
So what so what so what's the scenario

(Phife Dawg)
Aiyyo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap
Well whaddya know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
No batteries included, and no strings attached
No holds barred, no time for move fakin
Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
Sleep if you want, my crew will help you get your Z's troop
But here's the real scoop
I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from
I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here
My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
Head for the border, go get a taco
I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
Sit back relax and let yourself go
Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know

(Charlie Brown)

Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!) Who got the vibe?
It's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!) Real live y'all (live y'all!)
Inside outside come around...
(who's that??) Browwwwwwwwn
Some may, I say, call me Charlie
The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
Layback on the payback, (evolve rotate the gates?) CONTACT!
Can I get a hit? (HIT!)
Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
East coast stompin, rippin and rompin
New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton
Checka-checka-check it out!
The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
We're ill till the skill gets down
For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
but the rest are doo-doo
From radio, to the video, to Arsenio
Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario

(Dinco D)
(True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
Scenario's ready yo, always rates more than four
Scores for the snores that's lovin dance floors
Now I go for mine, (shades of G sure?)
Ship-shape plus Grape Apes to play tapes
Papes make grapes great for the waist
I'm an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
Bass in his face means peace see ya later
Later? (LATER!) Later alligator
Pop blows the weasel and my Earth the inflater
So yo the D what the O, incorporated
I-N-C into a flow
Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
Laugh yo how's that sound (ohhhhhh!)

(Q-Tip)
It's the leader Quest mission and we got the goods here (here!)
Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
Stay away from crime cause so ain't no CRIMINAL
I love my young nation, groovy sensation
No time for hibernation, only elation
Don't ever try to test, yo whattup little kid?
Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did

(Busta Rhymes)
I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED
Then baby puked then you had TO SMACK
Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere
Raise the levels of the boom, inside the ear

(Q-Tip)
You know I did it
So don't violate or you get violated
The hip-hop sound is well agitated
Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego
So here's Busta Rhymes with the scenario

(Busta Rhymes)
Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind
Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
When diggin into my library
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man
Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine
Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin
Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut
the rhyme the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time
(TIME!) Rippin up this dance just like a radio
Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!

*chorus starts* Yeah, my man motherfucker!

Chorus

Oh, fuck, you can't even sing.

Hey, baby, I like it rawww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Ooh, baby, I like it raww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Sh...
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay,
Gimme the mic so I can take it away.
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang Killerrr Bees on a swarm!
Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm!
For you to even touch my skill,
You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now
My producer slam, my flow is like bam!
Chop that down, pass it all around!
Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground!
For any MC in any 52 states,
I gets psycho killerrrr Norman Bates!
My producer slam, sharp like bam!
Jump on stage, and then I dun-daaaah!

I like the way you come

Hey, baby, I like it rawww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Ooh, baby, I like it raww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!

SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
Well here's another one WHAT!
In the gutter one WHAT!
Getting running up
Troblesome extra double double
I come to feed them
The feed em then I shreed em
So what if that I'm cheating.
And where's everyone
when I sound YA gwan now yeah
I'm gonna show you how come on
ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!
Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
YEAH!
That's how we gotta be
so stop trying to beat loud
as me cause you can't do that
Think about the payoffer
so left with an automatic rifle
For last against the lighting last bullets first
On Line
Toughest step and a rep and a run rep
and a run wreck and a swine
Peace to the brothers on break his sign
Pumping up a tremple and didn't like his
criminal lickin' buck my eye,
Oh my god I'm so high
Just they say a Rodney
say you like a criminum, what!?
Just they say to make get
Making milliangh, children SLAM! Slam!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
I'm the mean nasty grease
smashing ever slow gashing Ooohh
Sticky swift blast of the basty
Of the basty basty bast bashing Aaahh
Then I provide I provide the you was cheat.
Beside the getto five
Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE
I come across with no fear
For sure!
Un-adult un-rated un-conformed
Digusted, busted you wanna touch it.
To hot! You forgot, you're not ready
You're head could get ruptered.
Hit between the eye
I planned the plan alive
I'm the plonic sonic
UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS
The villian JUU, crooks UUU,
hot midas in confide us.
See the big jerk put you look inside us,
My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic
So kill the cop because it's kept all mastic
Directin' it
When y'all least expected it
And thought it was safe
ONYX hit you in the face so,
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
I'm a b-boy
Standin in my b-boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone
before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish
My language, Polluted
Onyx is heavyweight
And still undisputed!!
He took the words right out my mouth
and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues,
I feel used and abused
And I'm.... so confused
umm, excuse me, for example
I'm the inspiration, for a WHOLE generation
And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers
Its straight immitation
A figment, of your imagination
But but but but wait it gets worse!!
I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
Comin thru wit a scam, a fullproof plan
B-boys make some noise,
and just, JUST SLAM!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh,
duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM