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Loced After Dark - текст песни



Loc'ed After Dark


Allow me to display if I may


I'm ready to start (So am I) Well, OK


I've been held back for several years


I had a few squabbles, never shedded no tears


But like an uzi on the mic they call me Tone Capone


Slangin' down with your posse if you're standin' alone


Cultivatin' all cities and tearin' up towns


I treat you like a king goin' for a rebound


When I'm on the mic, some say that I'm treacherous


They used to be the best - yeah, I bet you was


I never lost a battle, I ain't never been beat


Go look on the sharp tombstones on the street


Suckas like you try to diss with nerve


But I slay you down and lay you down next to the curb


Now I'm all in flesh, blindin' the one that stare


I drop you on the pavement, leave you parked in the rear


I don't need no protection so here's a little lesson


When I leave the house, insured my Smif-N-Wessun


A .357, cold bobbin' off 11


It puts you in hell, or it could place you up in heaven


You lookin' for trouble, then it's trouble I spark


But I'm tellin' you now, I get Loc'ed After Dark




[Chorus:]


Doin' it after dark


Doin' it at the park


Oh yeah, Loc gets hard


Oh yeah, [?] gets hard




Freaks never cease, just to say the least


I'll start mobbin' motherfuckers like a savage beast


I'm takin' my turn to make the mic burn


And when I'm teachin' class, there's a lesson to be learned


Now I battle posses and tribes alike


Never battle out of hate; I always battle for spite


Cold jealous of me, the Westside man


The leader of the brothers, and killer of the Klan


But I don't give a shit 'cause my rhyme is legit


Cold put you in the yard and tie you up with my pit


'Cause when she starts to bite, that's when I will ignite


The views of the party taken to new heights


I consider myself to be a part of the elite


Suave and debonaire because the rhyme is so sweet


Been causin' confusion, magician of illusion


You got a little, problem, here's a solution


A winner never quits and a quitter never wins


So why you just gamblin' with dubs and fiends?


Remember what I say, it sticks like Krazy Glue


I'm tellin' you now, I'm not afraid of you


Look up in my face, I'll tear your heart apart


And like I told you before, (what?) I get Loc'ed After Dark




[Chorus x2]




MC's, comin' out like thunder


I'll make you see why Stevie had to Wonder


Is he fiction or is he a myth?


Naw, it's just a dope rapper, you know Tone Smith


'Cause every time you hear my song (Texts of songs ) your hands clap


The Chosen One, puttin' LA on the map


With no objection I plead my case


Tone Loc, full capacity, leavin' out of space


The ace contender will never surrender


When I rock a show you always remember


The one and only, superior to many


Me losin' a battle? Naw, I can't remember any


Although, in the days, I may have lost one


Who the hell am I kiddin', I ain't been outdone


'Cause I'm the best, and I live out West


And if you want a dope song (Texts of songs ), I'll play your request


It don't take much to make a crowd live


Just some Boots and some droids and a little bit of slide


I step on stage and clear my hair


My next start, hmm, just a knock-up dare


No uzi ... my voice from the start


But you never know (why?) 'cause I get Loc'ed After Dark




[Chorus x2]




Yo Wop, wussup, why don't you do me a little favor, man, why don't you


scratch my back for me? (dj scratches) Ohh yeah. Little bit over to the


left. (dj scratches) Aaight, aaight, move it up now. (dj scratches)


Yeah. Now a little bit down. (dj scratches) Now a little bit higher.


(dj scratches)


Little bit over to the left, yeahhhhh. Ill Wop's in the house.




We outta here. Yessss, hasta la negro.




[Chorus till fade]



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