Представляем точный текст композиции "Bonus Beat" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Chubb Rock . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Bonus Beat» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Chubb Rock передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Chubb Rock - "Bonus Beat"
Lyrics to Bonus Beat : [Chubb Rock:] Back in the days we wished to be a star Rap in the street, bang the beat on a car Swany D banged the hood so hard it would dent While Dave and Rob just invents A style so smooth and unique But then Rob went to school, Daves on Wall Street With a suit and a tie, Rob has a book bag But deep in their hearts I knew they wished they had A chance to rap on the record heard on the radio I was making my second album and said, "Yo" No time to rehearse Yo, Rob, youre first To kick your text Homeboy, youre next [Rob Swinga:] This is Rob, first to rock the microphone To see all the chromosomes The DNA structure Will make you pucker Up your lips And say, "Boy, hes a trip" To Africa People want to go and laugh at ya Up you mighty race, you can accomplish what you will Cause I will kill The beat not the person, cause I dont ill like that I just rap and attack It aint wack I love being black But youre scared cause society went boo Dont judge me as one of the many, but one of few That will do Anything I have to do To open your mind because youre numb This is serious, but I wont extract the fun So when I kick it like karate Bite you like arare If you kiss your teeth Theres beef I have a shotty Thats home waiting Theres no escaping Bum, dont you know the sum of the parts is equal to whole And if youve got heart Check out the roughest part Its part two Dave its on you To kick the text Homeboy, youre next [Dave:] My rap is synonymous with perfection Suckers try to play me then they run for protection Think about it when it comes to the rhyming Originality, that with all the great timing Cause rapping with authority is the style that I am using So when youre at a party and you get to choosing The best I mean compared to the rest For style and class there is no contest Im not offended Or pretending Im just lending A bit of my rhyme and then I am sending A musical note to whom it may concern You wanna battle me, then youll have to get burned Cause Ill meet you Beat you Over again Send you to the bar for a Heineken And then youll come back for a rematch Or some haps until we kick it Ill say a fresh rhyme Of course youll vick it Then Ill have to just beat you again Ill have to slay you Burn, broil, fry, and saute you Cause taking out a punk like you is pure fun Ill stick you with a fork when I think youre done So savor Cause I will not do you any favors And all these suckers out there just Flava Flav imitators [Chubb Rock:] Yeah yall No time to fall Im gonna go to the top But I wont crawl Gonna jump and leap Not walk Im gonna run My pops is forty-five and Im a son of a gun Its Chubb Rock If you was wondering who Its a collaboration merely of the two With Rob and Dave They both had a page We was all down back in the days Doug, Martin, Gary, Johnny, Stan Jamey, Danny, Tony, Ezra, and Derrick, Joe, Russell, Kurt, Louis Roddle Gene, Malcolm, Sean Fisher, and Donald And the others that lived on Troy This record goes out to my homeboy... Donny Battle [ Bonus Beat Lyrics ]
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