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    Mood Ruff Drama текст песни

    Drama

    (feat. DJ Hunnicut)

    [INTRO: Odario]

    Too much drama. These MCs trying to take what’s not their’s. They don’t

    know the deal. A yo, Spitz come here and tell them the deal.

    [Spitz]

    Yo, check it out

    Sometimes we shine so bright it’s devine

    MCs staring at my mic have been known to go blind

    You got two great minds intertwined to combine

    An ultimate rhyme that’s unmatched

    We attack beats that make your neck snap back

    And possibly the clash, no hope for a rematch

    It’s Maxmo the dispatcher in pursuit of sucker MCs

    Calling for backup in case thses fools feeling lucky

    [Odario]

    Roger that dispatch

    Received your call got your back

    Head ‘em off on the corner, peep straight and relax [?]

    [Spitz]

    He’s heading right in your direction, I’m in hot pursuit

    Oh shit! He seen me call, got shook changed his route

    Pseudo effects[?], ran through Bar B-Q

    Car two, you double back, I’m in fullout pursuit

    If he thinks he’s getting away, this cat’s sniffing glue

    So I flew over this fence dodging kids eatting hot dogs

    Sucker you’re out of shape, you sucking wind like you Boss Hog

    Your lines got cocked back, my lines fully loaded

    Should have stopped writing when your brain overloaded

    Your head started to swell and your neck couldn’t hold it

    Toppled head over heals to the ground, body folded

    Free advice, take notes but don’t quote it

    Look me dead in the eyes and tell me that you wrote it

    You couldn’t take the pressure and your f****** brain exploded

    [Odario] Ahhh, damn!

    [Jeru, scratched by DJ Hunnicut several times] "Mad drama"

    [Odario]

    Definition of a rhyming practician

    On timing the rendition

    Hold your rah, take a listen

    Don’t stop, fix your lonely condition

    Watch what you’re wishin’

    Mark you proposition (proposition)

    Mood Ruff don’t die, we multiply

    Well I, like to chillin’

    Keep one eye… open

    Top billin’, scoping out the villian

    No longer holding no we hoping and willing

    To make some sense, can’t be rapping again

    Over my expense, now he running again

    Done in, mad ones and dreams to making the coming up

    Lost ones, you know they think they strong enough

    I come out hardlife, po-po I make you wonder

    I bring the drama, show ya lyrical thunder

    Pull ya, pull pull we going under

    Beneath the level with me the rhyme devil (devil)

    I’m well defined within my theory

    We cross the line the more the merry

    Come on with me, let’s be what we gotta

    The MC, MC we keep it hotter

    [Spitz]

    Yeah we now infiltrate your entire being

    This is how we bring it live to all them pepole still believing in

    Ripping mics ’til the crowd goes deaf {deaf}

    Dropping wax, mix it up like a chef {chef}

    Body rocking ’til there’s no moves left

    Innovate new styles, expect nothing less

    Never rest, perfectionists, none the less

    You got extra chips

    Well invest off the rest, we the next

    It ain’t a job, it’s a reflex

    Hit me with the mic and I spit text

    [Jeru, scratched DJ Hunnicut] "Mad Drama"



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