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点击复制Too Many Rappers (New Reactionaries Version|Explicit) - Beastie Boys (野兽男孩)/Nas
Mic check mic check
One one two two three three
Too many rappers and there's still not enough emcees
It goes three three two two one one
MCA Ad-Rock Mike D
That's how we get it done like
Ladies and gents attention Nas in the house
With Beastie Boys we can turn it out
Perpetrators we can point 'em out
So if you got somethin' on your mind let it out
Because I'm back with a bang boogie oogie oogie
Strawberry letter 23 like Shuggie
Oh my God just look at me
Grandpa been rappin' since '83
Oh I'm supersonic like J J Fad
Got crazy a** sh*t pullin' out the bag
Don't forget the tartar sauce yo 'cause it's sad
All these crap rappers they're rappin' like crabs
I have carte blanche the vagabond
Nas is the narcissist my pockets are rotund
I'm no killa but compared to you
I'm more real'a
You ain't a shot a mobster or a d**g dealer
A slug peeler you're not mafioso no
You ain't got the cutthroat in ya beginner
I ain't tryin' to hear your racket
You work with police dog you snitch
You rat you wear that jacket
How many rappers must get dissed
Gimme eight bars and watch me bless this
I start to reminisce oh when I miss
The real hip hop with which I persist
Like rum in mojitos bullets and banditos
Matzah balls in soup jackets and troop
Yes y'all this is one for the history books
Nasty Nas
What's the word count it off on the hook
Let's go One one two two three three
Too many rappers and there's still not enough emcees
It goes three three two two one one
MCA Ad-Rock Mike D
That's how we get it done like
Ladies and gents attention Nas in the house
With Beastie Boys we can turn it out
Perpetrators we can point 'em out
So if you got somethin' on your mind let it out
'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain
To blow you b******t rappers straight out the frame
My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister
So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer
Too many rappers to shake a stick at
I outta charge a tax for every weak rap
I had to listen to 'cause we be makin' stacks
Like Stax Records my squad we gotta pack
We never coming whack
To all you crab rappers and hackers
And Circuit Fenders two-tone splendor
I take the cake I stole the mold
The golden microphone well that's mine to hold
And why all these biters all up in my crotch space
Sniffin' puffin' huffin'
And mean muggin' with a Blimpie Bluffin
Back up off me sucka you ain't sayin' nothin'
I'm broader than Broadway
I was in project hallways
Dual tape recorder
Lacin' oratorials all day
I'm just getting started on this beat
This is foreplay
And when this song finished
I can sing along with this
By the way I have a strong fetish
For Christian Louboutin steppers
I hear Russian blonde's the wettest
But anyway I better pay homage to my fellas
And that's what's on my mind and the rhyme
Who's next up
Mike D the man of mystery
History in the makin' and now we're takin'
Titles awards and accolades
Scarin' the competition as I sharpen my blades
We come together like peanut butter and sandwiches
Like pen and paper like Picasso and canvases
Rockin' stadiums and shitty bars
Go back in time send a fax from my car
One one two two three three
Too many rappers
And there's still not enough emcees
It goes three three two two one one
MCA Ad-Rock Mike D
That's how we get it done like
Ladies and gents attention Nas in the house
With Beastie Boys we can turn it out
Perpetrators we can point 'em out
So if you got somethin' on your mind
Let it out