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Tytuł: Just kickin' it

  • Wykonawca: Will Smith
  • Wy¶wietleń: 170

  
   The
  F-L-Y guy
  About to toss some action
  Here I go again with a groove to move you
  Somethin' kinda smooth, you can bop your head to
  Chill it, the feel, you can play it anytime
  Its smooth, is the groove, play it back behind the rhyme
  So please, put a freeze, on hooving and hollering
  Fans deserve more, for their hip-hop dollar, man
  And I'm just the rapper to deliver
  The rapper that can give a
  Funky rhyme, flowing like a river
  Silky, silky, kind to the ear
  Diction perfect, rhymes all clear
  Tempo moderate, this ain't no marathon
  Step back, new jack's, observe the paragon
  Ha, who? what?, why?, when?
  Don't be looking around clown, that's right, I'm
  back again
  With the dopeness, you're head is bopping isn't it?
  Yeah I thought so. Yo, I'm just kickin' it.
  
  Yeah---
  Just kickin' it' -Yeah, Yeah
  I'm just kickin' it
  
  I really cannot kick it
  Just kickin it
  Jus watch me y'all; I'm jus kickin it - kickin it
  Uh Just kickin it
  Yeah, yo I'm just kickin' it
  
  Just kick, and just kick it
  Just kickin it -Ooh
  Prepare for a voyage, just close your eyes
  Who ain't ready, holler out I
  Well ain't nobody hollering, 'cause all is perfect
  The groove is a wave, and my rhyme's a surfing
  The track design
  With a rhyme in mind
  Bidi budup up up, the charges will climb
  Every young rapper trying to get you to jump
  But when you're all done jumpin', I'm a git you
  what you really want
  Track by track displaying my ability
  The man, FP, showing true dexterity
  On the Mic, no rules are lawless
  Wicked, and a kicker and my rhymes are flawless
  So sit back, relax and allow me to rock ya
  With a hit that you're gonna get mentally locked to
  A hip-hop solid and all flow, flower
  I post up, together, better than Noah
  A cut, to kick it too, kind to the ear drum
  All true poetry, for me y'all be hearin' some
  So extra, extra, read all about it
  I slam a the hell out of those that doubt it
  I'm rippin' every city I been in
  Coast to coast, not to boast, but I'm winning
  My fans are powerful, and that's the way I'm living
  All about effort y'all
  
  Yo, I'm just kickin' it
  Uh Just kickin' it
  Yeah, yeah, I'm just kickin' it
  
  Just kickin' it
  Come on. Come on, I'm just kickin it
  
  Just kickin' it
  Now, I'm just kickin it'
  
  Just kickin' it - Just kickin' it
  Let's take a trip, mellow out while I'm rappin'
  Ya mind is the boat, and my rhyme's the captain
  So hoist a sail, and its time to flow
  To a place that other rappers don't go
  Welcome, welcome, into my territory
  Everbody get on up, and get busy for me
  Heads are boppin hard and fast
  And now I'm getting' sued 'cause my groove caused
  whiplash
  Everytime a rhymer tried to
  Say something smooth, that'll move inside you
  The way that you should feel when you hear a real rap
  Is trapped in the rhyme and your climbing to the climax
  A lyrical painter, the fresh prince
  And y'all a know of my Picasso essence
  Musical passion, lovely isn't?
  But ain't nothin' to it
  Yo, I'm just kickin it
  
  Just kickin' it- Just kickin'
  Check me, check me, just kickin it
  
  Just kickin' it- Just kickin it
  Like Pronto y'all, I'm just kickin' it
  
  Just kickin' it
  Uh, I'm just kickin' it
  
  Just kickin' it
  Yo, I'm out
  
  Just kickin' it
  Just kickin' it
  Just kickin' it
  Just kickin' it
  Laa-aha
  Just kickin' it
  He-he-he-ha
  Just kickin' it
  Just kickin it
  Just kickin it
  Just kickin' it