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  • Текст песни KRS-One - Stop Frontin' ft Kid Capri

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    [KRS-One]
    Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die
    Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry
    You could beat me, cheat me, when you meet me try to defeat me
    But nevertheless you'll have stress, cause I don't rest
    You wanna know what my problem is, if you're curious??
    I take this hip-hop shit too serious!!
    I forget that other rappers ain't true to this
    So when they grab the mic I get hyped like LET'S DO THIS!!
    All my rhymes are fat, while rappers are skimpy, wimpy
    So I simply chew they crew like a Blimpie
    Skip me when you dissin, skip me when you on a ego mission..
    I blow up, like nitroglycerin!
    You better tune in to Teddy Ted
    "Yo stop frontin', and use your head"

    [KRS-One]
    Well if you ain't called it hip-hop, there's a door, I ain't stoppin
    I got more flavors than Baskin Robbins!
    I flash the funky fresh flavors force-fully
    Freak the phonies and flip philosophy constantly (true!)
    That reminds me, rappers rock drip-drop
    Not hip-hop, they wanna SING and all dem ting
    Thank God KRS is still rappin; all that "ooh I love you baby"
    And "blink blink blink" - this ain't happenin

    [Kid Capri]
    Yo this is curtains for these rappers that be frontin on the next man
    Lookin down at brothers just because they gettin checks and
    Haven't got a skill but they're LARGE on the hum-bum
    You wanna step to Kid Capri, COME COME COME!!
    I break em up, just for actin like a superstar
    Around the way, we got a neighborhood trooper car
    We ride by, and spray your crew, and your honies too
    And rip you open and drink your blood like a Mountain Dew

    [KRS-One]
    I descend I lend a friend a helping hand
    To stop a trend, again and again and again, I just can't say when
    I beg to confess my sins to other men
    Reverands guard lips, within there I'll begin
    I'll always win, over-sakin
    The party is ripped, without a hit or with a hit I'm rippin shit
    You must admit, I'll never quit the lyrics I flip
    I'm tough like licorice, battlin Kid Capri? It's ridiculous
    We come to the party inconspicuous..

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