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Ital - текст песни



Ital


Featuring Q-Tip
Verse One: Q-Tip

I wanna be able to reach an mc
And reach a little child in the same degree
And my elders excel
I mean what the hell
We might as well bridge these gaps
In all before we fall in the fire

Black Thought:

It's a million mc's upon a plan they call real tryin' to set it
Profess mic techniques illegit
Inaccurate perceptions of reality embedded
In their minds thus their rhymes are discredited (check it out)

Q-Tip:

I use my music implemented with jewels import tools
To inspire all those too cool fools who say screw school
'Cause they don't see the conspiracy
That's put here to trap you and me

Black Thought:

Y'all know the battle leutenant be on some whole 'nother other finesse genetic
They say I get it from my mother so its' inheredit-
Ary and very necessary to shine
Legendarily, heavily refined

Q-Tip:

Contemporaries like the Roots is so radit's like dage
Which bag did they come out of, and how can I get in itto win it
Like raffle ticket pick
And if you feelin' something, guess who gets the sticking

Black Thought:

I got this Ital mad up close and personal
The first I find to violate, I shall retal-
Iate with realisms for their whole local
We on point like decimal Abstract now

Q-Tip:

MCin while I'm breathingmcin is believing
That you can host a ceremony and the dough is never phony
In fact, it's very therapeutic
Like B12 hyperdermic needle so shoot it

Black Thought:

Lyrically elicit upstarts the explicit
Most wicked seven digit mic wizardmy tongue lashes out and strikes with it
Just slightly might miss it
When I blast through your section or district

CHORUS

Verse Two: Black Thought

In my formitive by my peers I was influenced
Until the instruments of time killed the congruence



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