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Watch Out - текст песни



Watch Out


One little, two little, three little indie rap


Headphones, backpack, watch 'em all...


It goes watch out!





Jack the Ripper, Jack Jack the Ripper


Peace to Jack tripper and those well stoned bumper stickers


My name is Sean and I never had dreadlocks


Instead I got an army full of women screaming Headshots!


I guess that explains it, don't it


She started to make a mark but it came apart


That's what you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the kitty litter


Let's watch a rapper get bitter like the city winter


What the fuck you thinkin'!?


You frustrated or something? Did you have a bad week?


Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you


Yo, shitting on me is so 2002 (Bitch!)


Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off


Whoever put your record out must have needed write-offs


Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?


Slug, you can find me in the A's of your iPod








Watch out!


When the crowd gets loud


It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall down


Watch out!


When you open up your mouth


I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about


(It goes) Watch out!


We all love a clown


But we don't wanna se you climb up out the underground


Watch out!


If you don't like the sound


Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town





Cars drive by with the booming system


I must be getting old cause the bass sounds ridiculous


And nowadays, every body's biting Tupac


So fuck it, I'ma stand over here and do the moonwalk


Besides police, I've got no beef


Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth


A cargo van and some Ant beets


Enough rap to slap you to last week


Caught between the vice and the advice


Drunk, walking out in traffic just to fly kites


Time out, the free-style rhyme out, my last rights


Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics


And when the smoke clears, you won't be able to suck dick


Like you did as a teenage slut trick


And with a mat on his grill, he asks "Who the fuck are you?"


Don't worry man, someday I'ma be nobody too











Look, I understand your hate


When I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J


Then he started making records for the girls and shit


So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it away


I stole moves from KRS-One


A little Big Daddy Cane and some DJ Run


And then we took our life and made it a song (Texts of songs )


And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on


It's the B-I-G D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N


He hasn't hit the rooftop to jump, guess he waitin'?


For what? I don't know, but who wanna come with me?


I got at least one more tool with me


So criticize me, or idolize me


Study from a distance or stand right beside me


It don't matter, just act like I know


And watch your back on the beat


Or get sacked at the free-throw



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