Charms Alarm — текст песни (Common)





A-hem

What we have here is a very, serious delicate situation

Lots of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph

But check this out

I like your style, I like your stride

And I like your motivation

But the late show, we aint standin for that shit

So my man right here he wrote a little song about it

Why dont you sing it



[common]

Ring the, alarm, here comes, the com

Call me mr. hollywood -- check it out!

Ring the, alarm, here comes, the com

Call me mr. hollywood

On the goodship, lollipop

Pop goes the lolli lolli, for im, the jolly

Good fellow, he-llo? is anybody there?

Im not a step, so dont stare

Because I rock-well I always feel like

I always feel like, somebodys watchin me

Ooh, somebodys watchin me

Its gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit

I say say say, "black get off the zack,

You block my urinal tract"

I gotta go pee-pee, yo you dont know me

Youre just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and youre phony

Its my little pony and you cannot get a ride

So when you see me homey, just please just step aside

Step aside, not talkin wlidside, Im comin from the southside

Where the ruffnecks reign; if you cant stand it, dont go outside

Cause its hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card

And nowadays its all these dick kids, that wanna be hard

Youre fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent

So sorry, but the van got tipped

And out is how Im lookin, Im lookin out for my people

Im fly like Im fly like but me dont have no eagle

Beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to

Youre never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh! * sings like en vogue*

You wasnt down from the +jump+, so why you wanna kris kross?

You no business buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker

Get lost, cause youse a sucker



..



[common]

We really lucky we got em, you can spot em

From a distance, now lets just say for instance

You got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by some snake

Little wench -- is you is, or is you aint

The suck-errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

You gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur

Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that aint too proud to beg, for your dough

She get your money mo money mo money money mo!

I couldnt go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment

Just call me kaopectate; in relationships, Im runnin shit

So dont be comin to me with that, "we can go out, you pay"

Cancel that bitch, its the, unamerican way

This is the circumcision, and skins is gettin cut off

Ridin on my shit, just to get they nut off

Not, no cops, just low-downs want a lick

If you aint down with the van, dyke, get off the dick

Cause I remember the time, the time, the time you tried

To play me like I was booty but now youre just a groupie

Sweatin me uhh, sweatin me uhh

Tellin me when I get big dont be forgettin me uhh

But forget you, forgot you, after, I rock you

Its blo pop time bitch, you better set your clock

To the charms alarm



..



[common]

Whyd the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?

To get to the other side? !

Whyd the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?

To get to the other side, now check it out

I got the pep in my step, the slide in my glide

So I wont trip, when I let my backbone slip

Some shake it to the east, Im shakin west, well ima shake your mid

And ima get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib

I barbeque the mouths hey, I barbeque the mouths

Cause mom always said - dont play wack in the house!

So take that garbage to the backyard

And I was like, "everybody wanna wanna rap hard"

Before you wasnt hardcore, so sonic why ya flipped?

How you gonna hop when you aint hip?

You found rap, on a two-way street - and lost it

On a parkway, I aint sayin no names, yo rico suave

Fuckin goons fakin stab wounds, I need to shank the crank

Elvis presley jr., tryin to be somethin that you aint

No daps, yall are hoes, yall go on stage

And take off all your clothes; then you -- strike a pose

You knows and I knows, thats how you sell your record

Because your shit is butt, you gotta get naked

But youre wack, youre wack, showin your body to me

I said youre wack, youre wack, showin your body to me

You got no soul man, and you need to get a pound

Cause you, aint, ah-really down..

.. with true hip-hop you suckers



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