Diedre Vs. Dice — текст песни (The Roots)

[Dice Raw]
Yo, look at all the scavengers
All wannabe contenders
Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta
Y`all ain`t shit but sticky shit
on the bottom of Timber-lands
I know you clam heads wanna surrender
Don`t even act like the battlefield the place you wanna enter
Yo niggaz is hopeless, you really need to focus
On who`s the fuckin dopelist or wind up hopeless
Lookin for some soup, tryin to recoup
some fuckin loot, only thing you get is the boot
To me these punk MC`s is nothin but fruit
Cakes, shake they booty on stage and get head
with lyrics that I kick, talkin that bullshit
You might get lit like a front of a spliff
for runnin, off at the lips talkin that nonsense
Raw get on stage, take your confidence
Break you off since powerful defense