Представляем точный текст композиции "Back From The Pad" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Smut Peddlers . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Back From The Pad» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Smut Peddlers передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Smut Peddlers - "Back From The Pad"
Lyrics to Back From The Pad : (feat. Kool Keith) Kool Keith...the original Adam West New York Thats right Back from the pad (the finest tuned rapping machine) Back from the pad James Brown Im not Trying to be Sly Stone on the microphone Xerox youre just a clone Setup your tone, kids come take your phone Two years in rap, your music is all wack We could settle it fast or I can blaze that ass We could pump the pump...shotgun make you jump Switch the beat, your whole steelo incomplete Hard and soft, you come off like papercloth Rough like stuff, like H&R puff and stuff Comical raps, your voice tones sound like .... Undercover you gay with black motorcycle jackets Who want it' You frontin you suckas dont want no ruckus You like your peanutbutter in the kids chocolate you better stop it, choose another topic Ill light the kid up, and tell his drunk man "sit up" You catch the hiccups and runnin through the Dodge pickups [Chorus: x3] Back from the pad (the finest tuned rapping machine) Skill for skill Your tactics, you need more practice Theatrical shows, costumes and fake actors I went to housing projects with pee on the mattress No time here Dont bring no corny kids rhyming here "who dat dat dat" - your confidence sound wack Your mack is weak Animated - you shouldnt speak. Macys bag, you getting jerked Feel my receipt Tap the beat, your rhyme packed like a parakeet You want that, you get that your ex partner with that Your crew is booty butt Rookies all need to get back Cars come, most of yall coming down Cadillacs burn and most of yall start to turn around For sweet tips, I step out with three clips Ammos in glove, youre soft like the soap Dove You dont need it Paramedics get your head rubbed Face on the missing list Your picture on the coffee mug You try to be different...aint none of yall acting bugged You study my style like reels on the catalog Image to a T, a thousand kids try to be me [Chorus] Show to show Mic stand, dont need no band Catch you in progress Bob like a secret fan Girlfriend excited, dont get jealous tell your man I move up, dont wreck shit turn the groove up [Chorus: repeat] 2001 Kool Keith Eastern Conference [ Back From The Pad Lyrics ]
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