Im Hittin Hard — текст песни (Kool Moe Dee)





Ladies and gentlemen

Gentlemen and ladies

Adults teenagers adolescents and babies

No ifs ands buts or maybes

I want the whole world to rock today

Because I said I was and always was

The baddest rapper on the mic and I proved it does

Make a difference

On the way you think you syn-

Cronize the wise tries

To overcome the dumb the drum

Beats a pattern that turns into

A catalyst thatll just

Grab your ear you had to hear

A rhymes contents

Beyond nonsense

If youre not convinced

Get tense and wince

Cause Ill make a skeptic

Look epileptic

Shake and brake like the holy ghost connected

His body and soul

I control

His mind is mine cause my

Rhyme holds

Minds in limbo

You resemble

A clone of jim jones as them bones tremble

Shakin like a leaf in disbelief

No chatterin teeth

Can cease pity or grief

I got you flipping like a burger

Head spinning like a top

Weak at the knees

And youre about to drop

You cant find your heart

You need a warrant to search

Get off your knees

Boy this aint church

You can pray if you wanna pray

Say what you wanna say

Did you forget you was ambiguous

Youre gonna pay

For doubting my rhyme

You better freeze your thought

Cause I read minds

If you got caught

I taught

Lessons for second-guessing

Reroute doubt

I reprogram and deprogram about

Two million fans

Through rhytmic hypnosis

Left in a state

Of cataclysmic neurosis

Neurotic from a narcotic

Known as rhyme

Addicted to rap

And youre a fiend for mine

For my rap info

Youre a nympho

Ill raise the conscience

And then hit them so hard with the rhyme

Ima leave you scarred

Cause I dont just hit ya

I hit ya hard

I weave the bob

To do the job

Set you up with the left

As the right writes hard

Lyrics stick and move

Behind the groove

As the beat gets better

The rhyme improves

Adversaries prepare for a telling loss

Bring a stretcher nurse and the smelling salts

My rhyme is more

Than a fight or a bout

You aint goin down

Boy youre goin out

No count necessary

Cause you aint gettin up

Bad mouthin ends very

Very very abrupt

Thought patterns converted

Through overt overtures

Prepared your mind

Much better for metaphors

More rap classics

Believe me theres no man

Not bach brahms beethoven or chopin

Polonaise would ever faze ya

Like I faze ya I amaze ya

Ali and fraizer i

Get deja vu from listening to

The rhymes that cut like an uppercut

And rings a bell too

I come out smoking

Hard from the first round

Stinging like a bee

And the bell is the worst sound

Cause I dont wanna let up

If you can get up

Im fed up

The rhymes are sped up

To mess your head up

When the rhyme is over

They tally the scorecard

I get more points

Cause you hit the floor hard

But Im hittin hard

The very last thing

That you remember

Is a rhyme in your face

And the crowd yell timbre

Then you fall in a dopefiend nod

Cause I dont just hit ya

I hit ya hard

When I rain

Its more like a hurricane

You wanna dis

Then think of another name

Cause I go to work

And my rhymes slam

Put me to the test

Youll fail the exam

Cause thats the kind of test

You just cant study for

Youre guaranteed

To end up bloody or

Broken twisted

Fractured blistered

Decapitated mutilated

Violated its the

Kind of defeat

That you just cant live with

Try to compete

But you just cant get with

The mental master

Hard-ryhme supremist

My words have ya

Mixed like a chemist

My rhymes flow like

H-2-o

Cleaned with chlorine

To make green so

The rhyme is purified

You cant drink it

Biters and suckers

Dont even think it

The green I made

Is a money shade

When the rhyme evaporates

I get paid

Then its time to rain

With the rhyme I know

And like plants

Watch my people grow

I heal sick minds

Like christ himself

Touch the soul

Like no one else

Theres only one

President pope and one god

Theres only one rapper

In that class

And I hit ya hard



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