Представляем точный текст композиции "Mcs Come And Mcs Go" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bumpy Knuckles . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Mcs Come And Mcs Go» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bumpy Knuckles передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bumpy Knuckles - "Mcs Come And Mcs Go"
Lyrics to Mcs Come And Mcs Go : "Shaquita your mothers at the door, Shaquita your mothers at my door She said you shoulda been home at 11:30, shes at my door" [Intro:] Check it out party people in the house we wanna set the party off right right about now, with the hottest underground MC in the game, thats right its Bumpy Knuckles baby, and we came to show you the diverse flow part of what were bout to do today, so if you ready throw your hands in the air while we freak it like thi, thi, thi, thi- thi- thi thi this [Verse 1] Clap your hands and stomp your feet While we rock to the sounds of the Bumpy beat, the Bumpy beat You never heard me flow this slow So I thought that I would do it just to let you know Im still nice with my M I C I still put the hottest niggas on I C E Im down with Guru and DJ Premier Id like to thank yall both for bringin me here Now, back to the business while you clappin your hands Its been a while since youve seen a real MC These niggas make me feel thin With all these gangstas around wit its Youre rockin with the best I live a hard knock life, I wear a hard knock vest Wanna give me a hard knock test I have your little kids screamin Im so hard that after me You need a Will Smith song to appreciate life Im like Eddie in Tibet Fuck the bald head boy I want the, the, the mic Lets take it back to union square Can I grab the mic and MC in here Well if so lets start class Pharoah say rub on your titties Bumpy say rub on your ass [HOOK:] MCs come and MCs go Im one of the few MCs left with MC flow So when MCs come in, MCs know If they cant MC then they got to go Now everybody light it up now HO... Take it deep inside your body and breathe... Let it out [Verse 2] Rock rock yall I wanna give it to the thugs So they can bring it inside the party and spread it out to everybody "Yo Bumpy look" Omigod, what is this Got your hands in your pocket tryin to hide that icy wrist Now did you think I would miss, all that glitter and jewel When you know I rob a nigga, just too well "Its not mine Bumpy" do tell I wonder if I stick this knife in yo ass would they hear you yell Its nice to jack a nigga before you get on stage And watch him standing in the crowd still cheering you and shit Im nice yall, like Gretzky and ice ball Wanna fuck Scary Spice not once but twice yall I rocked in London and the crowd was yelling Bumpy Knucks is the MC that we be feelin Hennesey was a popular drink and it still is Look what it done to Arnold and Willis The real heads gon feel this My mic is kinda like my Vanderblast Jag only I wheel this Now lets take it back to Union Square Can I grab the mic and make it hot in here Well if so lets make it hot to the beat yall, and you dont stop [CHORUS] [Verse 3] Keep it on yall, to the funky sound Fuck hate me baby you can hump me now All the ladies in the house thats sick and tired of sayin ow Take just one minute and ask these rap niggas how They can get on stage and rap like that How you expect to get pussy after the show with crap like that I bring the element, I remember like an elephant When selling crack and jewels was not so relevent But times are harder than blind mans chest Big up my little man Big L, in peace he rests Its not many niggas spittin like it used to be So Ima hang around here yall get used to me All the gangstas in the house with they separate crews When these corporate ass kissers gon accept the news That black people get nothing but the blues And we lost at the white folks back in the fifties and sixty two I been to school, and I spit at MCs Until they spin 360 degrees and then they pass out Not gas out, and Im not stoppin While the hoes is still jockin and your head is still boppin I flinch, dont fuck you and keep the bed rockin Jump from ass to ass so I know Im hip hoppin Now lets take it back to Union Square Can I grab the mic and MC in here Well if so lets keep it tight While the real MCs take control of this mic [CHORUS] [ Mcs Come And Mcs Go Lyrics ]
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