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Tytuł: Not many (remix)

  • Wykonawca: Scribe
  • Wy¶wietleń: 250
feat. Savage Of Deceptikonz & Con Psy Of Frontline
  
   [Intro: Savage]
   Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood
   Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood, ah!
   [Ad libs] It's the remix! yeah, uh, yeah, c'mon...ah, Savage
  
   [1st Verse: Savage]
   I'm hearin' you still talking that shit but none of your actions here are speakin' to me
   I'm talkin' it, walkin' it, my stompin' style will stop your movement'
   Hold up who's this? (aarrah!) Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises
   So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick
   Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy
   Everybody is feelin' that shit, I'm out your speakers like Ill Semantics
   On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses
   Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music
   South Auckland raise your arms!!
   Let me see you throw it up!!
   And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! What!!
  
   [Chorus: Scribe]
   How many dudes you know roll like this?
   How many dudes you know flow like this?
   Not many, if any
   Not many, if any
   How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
   Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody...
   [Savage ad libs] cha-hoo, yeah, yeah, c'mon, Savage!...aaaarrock a show like this! I don't know anybody
  
   [2nd Verse: Con Psy]
   You know who this is, act right
   It's the kid comin' up that's flow is untapped
   Wrote enough drafts, know enough raps, off the head skill that'll crush cats
   But it's hard to spit without comin' off arrogant
   And y'all insist on droppin' comparisons
   And y'all who sit, mouths runnin' and chatterin'
   Get off my dick, you're so fuckin' embarrassing
   Y'all don't want no part of this, upon this ish
   I serve the ill like a pharmacist, I'm on to this
   I've been broke like promises
   so if you get me started kid you're gonna see the consequence and y'all
   Don't want that
   'Cos I stay on, gimme you're words to play on
   and I'ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon
   But yo, y'all should play the back like scenery
   I'm dope, the writings on the wall like graffiti
   So, y'all can't even hold your own
   You get a manicure if you're goin' toe to toe
   Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I'm clean when I lace mine
   I break minds, If I put a watch in a bum bag that's the only scene where I waste time
   Let's go
  
   [Chorus: Scribe]
   How many dudes you know roll like this?
   How many dudes you know flow like this?
   Not many, if any
   Not many, if any
   How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
   Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
   [Con Psy ad libs] Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on, let's go
  
   How many dudes you know roll like this?
   How many dudes you know flow like this?
   Not many, if any
   Not many, if any
   How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
   Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody...
   [Scribe ad libs] Congratulations, you made it. Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix!
  
   [3rd Verse: Scribe]
   Scribe's here so give it up [applause]
   I never put the mic down when I pick it up
   I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us
   But y'all need to breathe because you're hiccin' up (hic)
   We refuse to leave you can't get rid of us
   Yo, they think I'm drugs because I come in the club
   and I be dancin' by myself like I don't give a fuck, what-what?
   Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow
   Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow
   Not hypothetically, physically lettin' you know
   I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go
   Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday
   Today I'm on my way to a better way
   Forever bringing together what you separate
   So whether, you like it or not I'ma elevate
   You know this rhyme is me takin' time to celebrate
   Relax and take a breath y'all [breathing]
   I'm here to stay and not goin' away
   And can I get a 'yes yall'? yes-yes y'all!!
   [ad libs] ooh-ooooh!
   Theres...check it out
   No...check it out
   One...check it out (ain't noone like me!)
   Like me
  
   [Chorus: Scribe]
   How many dudes you know roll like this?
   How many dudes you know flow like this?
   Not many, if any
   Not many, if any
   How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
   Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
   How many dudes you know roll like this?
   How many dudes you know flow like this?
   Not many, if any
   Not many, if any
   How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
  
   [Outro: Savage]
   [ad libs] check it out...check it out
   Can you please give it up for Savage!
   It's all good, thank you! it's all good when you come to my hood
   Can you please give it up for Savage!
   It's all good, Yeah!
   Thank you!
   Very much!
   Peace!