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Mcs In Peg-City - текст песни



Mcs In Peg-City


(feat. Mcenroe, Casino, Spoof, Scuskotch)




[Track starts ~7 minutes after "Waiting For the Sun"]




[INTRO: Odario] [talking]


Just when you thought it was over. But it's not. Now check it out, I'm


Odario, the smooth warrior and I got my man beside me Spitz, the designated


hit. But on top of ths, I got some Peg-City MCs up in the studio. Yo, I


got my man McEnroe, my man Casino, Scuskotch, the unorthodox, and Spoof.


Oooh, that's how we do. Yeah, we gonna do some MCing tonight just for all


y'all, all y'all, all y'all




[Odario]


No need for introduction, my favorite function


Operate the mic give it liposuction


Come around the bend kid you know you fucked


When my reign come down on your weak production


New terrain come on the night train


MC thang, no pain, no gain


Collect the MCs, degrees of mad ease


We grab for the mic and don't say please


New crew thang, get up, do your thing


100 miles to run with the style you bring


Hold up, don't fold and choke up


You know what, yo McEnroe tell 'em what


[McEnroe]


Rappers act like children, need to be tucked in


A glimpse of fame and how quickly they are sucked in


It's all minor and the music is the major


So they spend all of their money on a cellular and pager


So they can't afford studio time


I drop rhymes like you drop names


When you're out at a social gathering


I bring knowledge shown by the iron ring


Seem doomed to succeed, but don't ask me if I'm hiring


Not a fool who I find uninspiring


I draw praise, while your creativity is overdrawn


McEnroe, I refuse to be slept upon


You get worse with time like Goldie Hawn


So disperse, dispand, I'm disgruntled


'Cause the pressure keeps increasing but I'll never say uncle


Always be the hip hop purist


Been in rap for seven years and still feel like a tourist


[Casino]


Your death barely sounding, pounding, miles surrounding


I smash peaks off a mountian, screams abounding


On walls or off walls, on tour or off tour


We repeat, fuck off, forget y'all we encore


It's all over, if you scream for your soldiers


But no one knows ya, so you turn Johovah


Knocking on every door, the super nova


Blast out the tinted windows, 5% shit


Hot shit, big Casino release the rocket


Shit's over, won't quota this king cobra


Keep the death bite from which there's one antedote


Shades got it, don't knock it we hot topic


[Scuskotch(?)]


Stab so many hearts, open to all your foundation


Who think it make the nation that we replace with pacemakers


It's ???? the livest to analyze


So I'm an acquired taste, let my thought marinate


Lyrical jest, birng 'em down like David ?????


Shorty get you the highest (why don't you try this?)


My style, that's why they won't legalize


This falling off geysers, skydiving


Forgot my manouvers are high risk


Reach ya outer limits (seemed strung out off the techniques)


Taking quantum leaps over break beats


Famous plays for keeps


[Odario]


Oooh, child, come one keep it rolling y'all


Keep it rolling y'all, yo come on, come on, come on


[Spoof]


You know I used to hate you and you probably hated me


But hate is too much power for hip hop is verbally


So thankfully we battled, rush the stage like come cattle


Now we are mature in the game it's unravelled


The better business bureau of rap society


Who's to say battle me(?), there ain't no soul proprioty


I'm lying, you suck and I probably suck too


Breasts when I'm horny, but MCing F-U


You're not a referee, judge, critic or a leader


You got an empty fridge, coke sniffer, wife beater


I stay responsible, feed my family and chill


Pretend I like playing in a sandbox to give my son a thrill


And bills will get paid, 'cause I'm that old fashion type


See you in 2074, museum of man and mic


[Spitz]


I'mma utilize this rapture to capture this moment


I'm immortalized in time the second my voice's recorded


Assemble the best, too long we've been shorted


Drop gems for years, but the majority ignored it


Respect, if you supported in attempt to absorb it


Spoof rocking along side Spitz, who would have thought it?


Beef from long time, check the records like an audit


Hearsay of foul play was how the whole shit started


Should have disregarded, stayed focused as an artist


But I was too concerned with who rocks the hardest


No room in hip hop for MCs to be modest


Mood Ruff is the shit, I'm just being honest


Came back with two spit, saw your rep get tarnished


I admit, done some shit in the past


But that's the past, I learned to rock the mic with some class


Progress because when we collide we don't clash


Success is ours don't settle for less


Too much time we invest, too many heads impress


Too many suckers out there need to make way less


In their paychecks, already hit they apex


Drop one gem, got nothing to say next


Heads swell up leading cause sprain necks


Said you want to battle but you give me rain checks


Remain vexed, rhymes too complex


You lost brain cells trying to decipher this text ( тексты песен на Tekst-pesni.ru ), what


[Odario]


Oooh yeah, MCs in Peg-City


You know how we do


Yeah Mood Ruff, and the boys


We got McEnros, Shades Ov Blac, representation of Frek Sho


That's how we... DO!


Heh heh heh, hidden track, the hidden track, the hidden track


[beat fades out]


[cough]


[Odario: talking]


Are you allowed to cough on your CDs? [coughing] Isn't that rude like


girls wouldn't like you anymore. You know when girls buy your CD just to


look at the pictures inside? You think they going to do that with us?


(probably) I think so, the black and whites. Hey, look at the black and


whites and um, if you like 'em just let me know. Ha ha ha.


[20 seconds of quiet]


YEAH! So, we're back, uh. Yeah the hidden track. But you know, the first


CD you don't know what you're supposed to do in the hidden track. Are you


supposed to be silly? (half the people won't even find it). Oh, I got an


idea. You know when people listen to your CD and then they fall asleep and


they thinkg the CD's over, then it scares you in the middle of the night.


Let's be quiet for a while and we'll scare them.


Hey look man! I've had enought with that.


[Whispering] Red sheep, blue sheep (Shh, they're sleeping). Be very, very


quiet, we're hunting wrabbit (Shh, shh, shh).


[talking] GOOD MORNING VIETNAM! We're not in Vietnam. (Tonight, tonight


we get a rope and hang me.)


Yo, is that the beat again? I thought we got rid of that


[beat come back in]


(?) It's supposed to be hype


[Odario] That's why it's a hidden track. Yo, yo cut the beat out, cut the


beat out Mike.


[beat fades out]


We got Mike doing shenanigans in the studio, on the engineering side of


things. And we love him very much.


[Mike] I'm only wearing boxers


[Odario] Hey, don't start. Now check this out. We want to thank all those


people who bought the CD because we worked very hard to get it done. So,


you know open up the little leaflet pamphlet and you'll see our address in


there. So, just give us a little letter and let us know that you appreciate


it. You know what I'm saying



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