НАЕБАЛ Я ВАС
Я СПЛЮ
Исполнитель: НАЕБАЛ Я ВАС
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Текст песни "НАЕБАЛ Я ВАС — Я СПЛЮ"
Follow me into a solo, get in the flow,
And you could picture, like a photo,
Music makes mellow, maintains to make,
Melodies for MCs, motivates the breaks.
I'm everlasting; I can go on for days and days,
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays.
I can take a phrase that's rarely heard,
Flip it... now it's a daily word.
I can get illin' at normal killin',
Bambino along, Rakim'll remain calm.
Self esteem make me super superb and supreme.
Before a microphone, still, I fiend.
This was a take, I wasn't supposed to break,
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate.
I wanna see 'em keep followin' and swallowin',
Takin' the makin', bitin' and borrowin'.
Brothers try and others die to get the formula,
But I'm a let 'cha sweat. You still ain't warm,
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if you're posin',
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen.
So follow me, and while you're thinking you were first,
Let's travel adventitious at speeds around the universe.
What could you say as the earth gets further and further away,
Planets as small as balls of clay?
Astray into the Milky Way, world's out of sight,
As far as the eye can see, not even a satellite.
Now stop and turn around and look.
As you stare into the darkness, your knowledge: took!
So keep starin', soon you suddenly see a star.
You better follow it 'cause it's the R.
This is a lesson. If you're guessin' and if you're borrowin',
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin',
The Leader.
This is a lifetime mission.
Vision a prison. All right, listen.
In this journey, you're the journal, I'm the journalist.
Am I eternal or an eternalist?
I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go.
Keep you movin' 'cause the crowd said so.
Dance! Cuts rip your pants.
Eric B. on the blades, bleedin' death. Call an ambulance!
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze,
A magnum as a microphone, murderin' MCs.
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote:
Follow the Leader! ...Yeah, dope!
'Cause every time I stop, you see, just duck.
As soon as you try to step off you self-destruct.
I came to overcome before I'm gone,
By showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born.
Then after that I'll live forever. You disagree?
You say, Never? Then follow me,
From century to century, you'll remember me,
In history, not a mystery or a memory.
Called by nature, mind raised in Asia,
Since you was tricked, I had to raise ya,
From the cradle to the grave.
But remember, you're not a slave.
'Cause we were put here to be much more than that,
But we couldn't see because our mind was trapped.
But I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains,
Remake the brains, rebuild my name.
Again, somebody told you, a little knowledge is dangerous.
It can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed with a,
Switch. Here's a lesson if you're guessin', if you're borrowin',
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin',
The Leader.
A fear if I freestyle lyrics-a-fury,
My third eye make me shine like jury.
You're just a rented rapper, you're rhymes are minute-maid,
I'll be here when they fade, I'll watch you flip like a renegade.
I can't wait to break and eliminate,
On every trade of my snake so stay awake.
And follow and follow 'cause the tempo's a trail,
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail.
I'm Rakim, the fiend of a microphone.
I'm not him, so leave my mic alone.
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go,
So fasten your seatbelt 'cause I'm about to flow.
No need to speed, slow down and let the leader lead.
Word to Daddy... Indeed!
The R's a rollin' stone, so I'm ro