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Текст песни «Making A Name For Ourselves» от Common

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Common - "Making A Name For Ourselves"

Lyrics to Making A Name For Ourselves : Canibus: Yeah, yeah Me and my man Com Sense Rallyin troops like Joseph Stalin Where you at yo' Common: Im bout to make the name Com Sense a name you fear Yall niggaz is scared, Im your worst nightmare squared Canibus: And Ima make the name Canibus a name you fear Yall niggaz is scared, Im your worst nightmare squared Canibus and Common: Thats double for niggaz who aint mathematically aware (Rakim from "My Melody"(To catch another sucka duck MC out there) Common: I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken hearted bitch Dont give no fuck who yo team or who you startin with Cameoed or charted with, I house niggaz like apartments with Mic mechanisms, I dissect a rhythm Move crowds with kinetic wisdom Its like a Malcolm X-orcisim, fuck the rhythm, I hit him I want him got not get him, auction his wack ass off, then bid him Canibus: Im creatin the ultimate verses with perfect lines Puttin together them whether my rhyme one threat at a time So you niggaz need to stop testin me Cuz you know you cant "F" with me Steppin to me with insuperior weaponry Exposin yourself to the verbal radiations Sayin you can defeat me is nothin but speculation Lyrics unravel, faster than bullets travel through barrels Niggaz be diggin my styles like fossils and pterodactyls Who wanna battle' Im bad to the bone marrow The Earth got one sun but I walk with three shadows With Allah, my supernatural bodyguard Niggaz couldnt touch me if they gave me a massage MCs will compete with lyrics and beats get crushed Ill hit you in your chest so hard, your shoulders will touch What! (scratching) Common, steppin to me is like going to the county being a neutron Common, I aint scared of no nigga Common: I persue sound fairs, relaxed like Dru Downs hair Other niggas rhymes are like gang signs, I throw down theirs On knots, I landed, players get played like Hamlet Supposedly nice, taken for granted like life I write twice and drop singles in record pools Niggaz Im dunkin like when cops mingle Fuck hip hop jingles, rhymin big words and not sayin shit The click that you came in with accent your flavor wit Like moose, I go to the caves and get niggaz off all fours Im the shit thats uncalled for, the shit that you fall for Far more advanced than a rapper whos career You could only take a glance, couldnt make the transition >From B-boy to C-note stance I stand in a circumference, the humbleness But in the Chi, bumbleless Was thinkin as a weakness were poetrys in motion Like a bitch, Im the main feature Amongst hard working teachers and corrupt preachers I make my living off of singles like Latifah In between sheets like reefer with blunted senses You couldnt make a statement if you was from a sentence Im cold with numb intentions (scratching)Fuck with Canibus(x4) Canibus: Yo, the Canibus is an animal with a mechanical mandible Comin to damage you, spittin understandable slang at you I be the all seeing lyrical, hammerhead sharp peripheral With 360 degree visual When the signal was given, MCs get biten with venom >From a poisonous algorithm liable to kill em My style will get in em, way up in em My face dont belong in The Source It belongs on the shroud of turan, for certain I grab mics and murder shit Its wickeder than Satan worshippers going to Catholic church services You heard of this The lyrical verbalist, trash herbalist The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless Rap snap, get your ass cracked like bear traps Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas And I swear black, try to battle me, you wont last Ill turn your ass into the artist formerly known as, you gay ass fag Ill blow you to ashes with tactics Strip you naked, then make you hug a cactus, you bastard So phat to be a rap star, takin pictures at music seminars People know who you are Now I got mad shorties that wanna call me Because they saw me, up in The Source chillin on page 40 Put this in your CD-ROM www dot Canibus dot com You can find me on the internet talkin to chicks That was sweatin me off the Music Makes Me High remix I be talkin mad trash tryin to get em to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, Ill get the ass Bring it bag to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave. Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2 Beast from the East part 2, comin to see you Common: Its time I made the name Com Sense a name yall fear Yall niggaz is scared, Im your worst nightmare squared Canibus: Now that I made the name Canibus a name you fear You still scared, Im your worst nightmare squared Common and Canibus: Thats double for niggaz who aint mathematically aware (To catch another sucka duck MC out there) Common: Since I made the name Com Sense a name yall fear Yall niggaz is scared, Im your worst nightmare squared Canibus: And since I made the name Canibus a name you fear You stay scared, Im still your worst nightmare squared Common and Canibus: Thats double for niggaz who aint mathematically aware (To catch another sucka duck MC out there) [ Making A Name For Ourselves Lyrics ]

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