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the moon cricket project - don't stand still (87th version) كلمات الأغنية

culture power45 ft. the moon cricket project ft. infinito 2017 – “don’t stand still (87th version)”
[emcee(s): infinito 2017]
[producer(s): the geaux]

[verse 1: infinito 2017]
trapped in this basic sequence, he reaches
out and sees the old new again. whenever
need be, my brand is not labeled off the dome
like i’m raising the roof in georgia. boy, ya
need to think twice before you write. you’re sounding
light just like the next man. copycats’ rhymes
be pitiful. fools don’t last long. pro-logic
from the -n-log age to this digital mechanism’s
seamless. lean this weight like your head c-cked the
wrong way. “what’s up? what you gonna do?” you in dis-
-belief, not from the streets, don’t need no rifle
it gets too trifle. book or bible, this my verse
and sermon like empd, def jam
to funkadelic, old-school rules. man was taught
by the masters, state-of-the-art. before i de-
-part or leave, i exit. don’t test this
the best, it gets better whenever it’s said. pr-nounce
the word, we be going off in the bas-m-nt, making
hip hop now. the styles be kind of wild from
the east to west. south be in the house like i’m
standing still. too real for your moment of fame
more than a name, more than some money and a
little gimmick, more. this some beats and rhymes to im-
-press you little women

[verse 2: infinito 2017]
you need to forget it—don’t start again. this the
finale. over and out, i dispatch to rap all
across the map. in my soul, the break penetrates
and creates definition while you’re wishing for the
end and the beginning lost-lasting. yes, they
really want more styles galore. i’ma always
be ready, atari 2600, not no
dumbness, from the era of g-ngb-nging, crack a-
-buse on king drive, pitchforks, and crescent
moons, not for children. we’re reliving some hard
times with hard rhymes. kings, sons to just
ice, stop the violence movement twice
he writes so nice on standstill, stand real, stand
for the ill estate and rubber room, back when these
kids was in cereal boxes, looking for the prize
my -ss was on my opponents, break-
-dance to downrocking, popping and locking
chicago soul train maintained in all situations
self-love, will, thought from the foundation
no escaping, procrastinating. time is on
going, showing you how to dominate records
haters be wondering: what happened to you emcees? blue
cheese with no degrees like a masonic
in the house, looking for the next stage to p-ss

[verse 3: infinito 2017]
you save you while i got me. your style’s
washed-up like ja rule and 50. dope
one, two verses—watch me work it, rhyme e-
-ssential, sick like the flu or measles, paint on
easels, leave you weasels going pop for some
recognition. no permission—don’t forget it. every
word thought out living underneath the house
dirty, rusty, same clothes for about three weeks
but i don’t stink. dude is fresh like doug e
i know you love me, but no hugs, g
me you can’t see because you’re blind like flavor
flav. i’m so “insane” like lords that b-real
underground. do it all, make it funky
and send dogs back to the kennel looking for
a snack. but, nah, let me stop before
he snap

- the moon cricket project

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