Tytuł: Strong island

• Wykonawca: Rakim
• Wyświetleń: 299

[Rakim]
   One two..
  
   Yeah.. uhh.. yeah..
   "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
   Yeah it's the God baby..
   Long Island's own..
   barbarian of the microphone..
   "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
   It's for y'all niggaz
  
   And the streets just a couple of miles East of Mecca
   Where peeps touch nuttin but style heat and cheddar
   Compete witcha livelihood to eat better
   And ain't nuttin sweet but the ladies who speak wetta
   With a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file
   It's on now, the whole town done gone wild
   Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child
   Then developed a strong style on Long Isle
   Won't be long now, I started rhymin young
   I designed for fun, knowin my time would come
   I started, payin dues DJin with crews
   Learnin the inner city rules, conveyin the news
   Soon as the jam start the man's art'll jam parks
   Slam so hard it remains a landmark
   The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
   but "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
  
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
  
   Like any G.O.D., loose on a spree for new degrees
   Things to do and see until nuttin is new to me
   A true MC usually be into a breeze
   And I can still see New York City through the trees
   My advance slams put you outside lookin in
   or the other way around, that depends, look again
   Took a pen so you could zero in on my book of gems
   It extends from the Hamptons to Brook-lyn
   Through every hoodie in town, to learn the Boogie Down
   til every DJ around, wanted to put me down
   Rhymes got rougher til I was ready to blast off
   and harass all from Suffolk County to Nassau
   where we keep the money pilin, keep the honies smilin
   Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
   The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
   "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
  
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
  
   Grew up in Wyndanch, formerly known as Crime-Danch
   Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams
   where violence usually ends in sirens
   By all means, we all fiend for finance
   We make cash on the street called straight path
   We take class, build with the Gods with great math
   Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
   Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
   Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
   Got my flows ready for shows, I'm ready for the pros
   I put it on a tape and then the city I tested
   Then on the radio the R's requested
   Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
   You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
   The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
   "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
  
   Word up.. I wanna give a big up to Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
   Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up..
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
   I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the DJ's back in the day
   who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
   Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
   Word up
  
   {*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}