Marked For Death Soundtrack - текст песни
Marked For Death Soundtrack
I'm shovin' off like an ocean liner
No one can rock the microphone finer
East, west, north, South Carolina
Alex and Vivian chillin' at Mel's Diner
Off to China 'cause I got a show there
Get my passport, then I'm gonna go there
Who do I know there? I guess no one
But I will have fun and I get the job done
On the airplane, movin' like the Concord
Come and join me, everybody on board
You won't be bored with the stuff I'm pickin' up
Watch me quicken up and with the pace, I pick it up
Pick up the pace
[Chorus]
Second verse and never cursin'
Rockin' the microphone with the style that I'm reherasin'
In person, that means liver
Swimmin' and slimmin' just like a deep sea diver
I'll arrive, uh, just to go faster
Grab the microphone and show that I am the master
Of disaster, cookin' up a potion
With the funky rhymes to put the people into motion
Of the ocean, movin' like the water
Here's the menu, go place your order
It's a slaughter, a felony of chatter
And pickin' up the pace is the subject matter
[Chorus]
Break it down
Oh yes, I pick up the pace
Take a look at the crowd and take a look at my face
Listen to my rhyme and listen to them yell
It's like a man in jail gettin' out of the cell
I don't why they go by
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