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Rappin'
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Skladba Rappin' vyšla 29. srpna 2005 Project Mooncircle na albu Evolution Fight
29. srpna 2005
ŠtítekProject Mooncircle
JazykEnglish
BPM100
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie

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Sunshine over Florida, baby, we getting golden
The sound we perfect—we break until we broken
I slide to the rhythm and laugh
For Clyde hit 'em, are you joking?
Better than God, crack you smoking
Blessed to the vocals, come close, I don't know you
I flow too visual, sound is so hopeful
Easy, greazy, be you so I can be me
I roll four deep and my crew remain greazy
Get to the picture, Cise Star dating your sister
So don't get mad and guess who's coming to dinner
Diamond on the wristwatch, nah, that's not hip hop
I dig, dug through nubs and fall through the pit stop
Slick style warrior, smooth with inner passion
Only stop for the purest of heart—give me action
Stumble on the humble, so what's your name and number?
Going through the struggle, but still this **** love ya
Slap you like a bracelet with force—you can't take it
The intro slides into the track, nothing sacred
It's laser-bright, pinnacle star, we are
Laser—burn a hole right through your new car
So laser—fresh and new like brand new drawers
Laser—at the speed of life, Hollywood stars
Laser—like sir in Vegas up in the Blazer
I cross-fade ya and made ways into the majors
It's euthanasia when my pen touches the paper
From stun to kill, I turned up the phaser
Will Robinson, danger
Rappin' is like street poetry
It lets you express your feelings inside, or the way you are
It's like your signature, your outfit, or the way you move
Even if you don't know it, everybody's gotta rap
But we don't all work on it
Rappin's gotta be in rhyme
If it's not, it ain't worth a dime
Rappin' is a way of saying, "Knock, knock"
Who's there?
Me, open the door and listen to what I got to say
Written by: Akin Yai, Clyde Graham, David Newell, Michael Gersten
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