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"2 Many DJ's"
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жанры: electronic, dance, electro, electronica
альбомы: As Heard On Radio Soulwax, Part 3
Coat Noize
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2 Many DJ's
жанры: electronic, dance, electro, electronica
альбомы: As Heard On Radio Soulwax, Part 3
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Mic check, mic checkOne, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done likeLadies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out Perpetrators, we can point 'em out So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it outYo, I been in the game since before you was born I might still be emceein' even after you're gone Strange thought, I know, but my skills still grow The 80's, the 90's, 2000's, and soOn and on until the crack of dawn Until the year 3000 and beyond Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die 'Cause death is the cousin of sleepBecause I'm back with a bang boogie, oogie oogie Strawberry letter 23 like Shuggie Oh, my God, just look at me Grandpa been rappin' since '83Oh, I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad Got crazy ass shit pullin' out the bag Don't forget the tartar sauce, yo, 'cause it's sad All these crap rappers, they're rappin' like crabsI have carte blanche, the vagabond Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real'a You ain't a shot, a mobster, or a drug dealerA slug peeler, you're not, mafioso, no You ain't got the cutthroat in ya, beginner I ain't tryin' to hear your racket You work with police dog, you snitch, you rat, you wear that jacketHow many rappers must get dissed Gimme eight bars, and watch me bless this I start to reminisce, oh, when I miss The real hip hop with which I persistLike rum in mojitos, bullets and banditos Matzah balls in soup, jackets and troop Yes, y'all, this is one for the history books Nasty Nas, what's the word, count it off on the hookLet's go! One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done likeLadies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out Perpetrators, we can point 'em out So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain To blow you bullshit rappers straight out the frame My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister So get your hologram on off of Wolf BlitzerToo many rappers to shake a stick at I outta charge a tax for every weak rap I had to listen to 'cause we be makin' stacks Like Stax Records, my squad we gotta pack, we never coming whackTo all you crab rappers and hackers And Circuit Fenders, two-tone splendor I take the cake, I stole the moldThe golden microphone, well that's mine to hold And why all these biters all up in my crotch space? Sniffin', puffin', huffin', and mean muggin' with a Blimpie Bluffin Back up off me, sucka, you ain't sayin' nothin'I'm broader than Broadway, I was in project hallways Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay And when this song finished, y'all can sing along with thisBy the way, I have a strong fetish for Christian Louboutin steppers I hear Russian blonde's the wettest But anyway, I better pay homage to my fellas And that's what's on my mind and the rhyme, who's next up?Mike D, the man of mystery History in the makin', and now we're takin' Titles, awards, and accolades Scarin' the competition as I sharpen my bladesWe come together like peanut butter and sandwiches Like pen and paper, like Picasso and canvases Rockin' stadiums and shitty bars Go back in time, send a fax from my carOne, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done likeLadies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out Perpetrators, we can point 'em out So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
Это интересно:Началось все в 1999 году, когда Стефану и Дэвиду Дюваль, музыкантам популярной в Бельгии группы Soulwax, предложили вести на национальном радио собственную программу Hand The DJ. Делать стандартное радио-шоу братьям было скучно. Поэтому, покопавшись в собственной, весьма обширной коллекции пластинок, они вытащили на свет божий лучшие записи последних тридцати лет, мелко нашинковали их фрагментами... продолжение
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