Marked For Death Soundtrack - текст песни
Marked For Death Soundtrack
I'm shovin' off like an ocean liner No one can rock the microphone finer East, west, north, South Carolina Alex and Vivian chillin' at Mel's Diner Off to China 'cause I got a show there Get my passport, then I'm gonna go there Who do I know there? I guess no one But I will have fun and I get the job done On the airplane, movin' like the Concord Come and join me, everybody on board You won't be bored with the stuff I'm pickin' up Watch me quicken up and with the pace, I pick it up Pick up the pace
[Chorus]
Second verse and never cursin' Rockin' the microphone with the style that I'm reherasin' In person, that means liver Swimmin' and slimmin' just like a deep sea diver I'll arrive, uh, just to go faster Grab the microphone and show that I am the master Of disaster, cookin' up a potion With the funky rhymes to put the people into motion Of the ocean, movin' like the water Here's the menu, go place your order It's a slaughter, a felony of chatter And pickin' up the pace is the subject matter
[Chorus]
Break it down
Oh yes, I pick up the pace Take a look at the crowd and take a look at my face Listen to my rhyme and listen to them yell It's like a man in jail gettin' out of the cell I don't why they go by
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