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slum village - once upon a time (pete rock remix) كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
we gon rock a man cause we got the fresh tho
ayo, 1, 2
t3, and you don’t, uh (one_one_one_one time)
jay dee, and you don’t, uh, uh (two_two ti_times)
baatin, and you don’t, slum vill (three_three ti_times)
pete rock, and you cancel (four times!)

[verse 1: pete rock]
yo, i’m on a mission, i hold the pen and stay twisted
the competition my street cats will stay listening (word up)
detroit to new york, i still walk the walk
control dancehall, chillin in my b_boy stance y’all
never was known to be an emcee
i still rip and flip crowds into a frenzy
reciting facts sh_t, and it’s like herbs to bite
bum rush your mic tech, play this only at night
coincide with the mic take flight above shores (word ’em up)
i separate mines from yours
i look ya up and as i stare in your face
your big mind’s on a hum (hum)
the one you got your idea from
yeah i’m right here son, and straight out the slum
makin tracks for dough, gettin paid to do shows
so when i blow (what), y’all n_ggas respect my flow
ay yo i’m nice with the pill and i rock with slum vill
so what you want, thun?
[verse 2: jay dee]
ayo, you want flows? we got tons of them
pete, slum, and tim trying to bank sh_t like the huntington
get that money and dip, flash the cash in front of them
n_ggas gruntin’ and sh_t, sayin’ nothin i’m done with them
oh yo! peeps ain’t got a hold they gun on them
cause if one of them cats jump, we all jumpin’ in
believe that! we got somethin’ for the some dumb
bubble yum chewin that don’t know what they doin’
with this rap sh_t, rap tactics automatic
and the fact is y’all know you bored with the whack sh_t
we got that phat sh_t that auto and nordic track sh_t
and when you hear it, man i don’t know how to act, sh_t

[verse 3: t3]
it’s like the first related verse and now we rock with the beat
just another casualty for s and the v
it’s like action is what we give and receive
best do believe we got some sh_t up our sleeves
some sh_t to dance to, some sh_t to the trees
some sh_t if you dyin’ and they help you breathe
make a handicap n_gga exceed with speed
it’s like totally with toronto to v
doin this for det in the place to be
can’t forget the rest r, o, i, and t
mcnicholas baby, what else could it be?
please, lace me with a scratch for the beat
[verse 4: baatin]
in the beginning, it was the s, never no lame sh_t
motherf_ckers traveled for miles to mcnick
we kick rhymes, we know they never sound like yours
to the mic lookin’ like cheap thoughts
f_ck this rap sh_t, i’m too smart for that
i do this sh_t for kicks with my crew, believe that
the s is on the way to makin’ emcees quick
i shoot the kinda rhymes to make the emcees duck
on the mic i never fight i call an angel of war
slice an emcee with my palm, a lyrical sword
you really want a battle? you must be ill
well it’s the s, numero uno, i’m in your favorite
the negroes make the music that you run out to get
now this is love at the less, new bomb sh_t
mac nicholas is earnin’ money on some burner sh_t

[outro]
what, slum vill and we out
no doubt for 98
settin ya straight
getcha self laced
peace

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