Текст, перевод и аккорды “Yes You May”
- [lord finesse] Yeah, now check this out. Now what we have here is the "yes you may" remix, right? But percee p and my man a.g. aint here, And I got my man big l in the house, you know what Im saying? And we swinging shit for 92 [big l] Ah check it out, yo Ayo everywhere I go, brothers know my fucking name Im flooring niggas and I only weight a buck and change I gave a lot of black eyes in my extorting days Fucking with me, a lotta niggas was sporting shades I grab the microphone and scar jerks Niggas running up (put me on!) what the fuck, is this star search? Im relieving rappers like sudafed And if the microphone was smoke then big l would be a buddha head Ayo my crews real smooth like lopez I was rocking mics since niggas was wearing pro keds I only roll with originators Chicks stick to my dick like magnets on refridgerators Im a crazy mean lyracist Many are in fear of this, yeah, so they stand clear of this And those that refuse the order, big l bruise and slaughter Niggas hear me and take notes like a news reporter Ill bend a rapper like a fender, Im slender, but far from tender Killing niggas like a klan member You cant touch this, your rhymes to darn weak, front And Im a introduce your brains to the concrete I keep hoes satisfied, Im pushing the fattest ride To take me out, troop, even the baddest try But they fell cause my techniques are liver Im so deaf I need a hearing aid with an equalizer You tried to hit a home run but you struck out My rhymes were released, Id like to say peace the fuck out [lord finesse] Check it out, its the brother you have to hear, stand up, clap, and cheer As far as running mine, aint nothing happening here Cause Im on some ruthless shit It aint over til the fat lady sing? Im a shoot the bitch Im swift with this, its ridiculous to get with this When I kick some shit, Im a cold flip the script Its all systems go when I start ripping shows I swing and do my thing and Im coming home with different hoes I got game like genesis When I finish this I can bag any hoe on the premisis I spin into action like a whirlpool Get wilder than a rapist in a catholic all-girls school Cause Im scoring mine, never kicking boring rhymes Im living larger than my dick in the morning time I get paid and laid on a good night Me take a loss? that shit dont even look right Brothers couldnt win against me with their hardest tactics I hang em and use their ass for target practice If you think you can troop, go recruit your group We can battle for some loot, shit I take you, and plus the rest of your squad Bust your ass and make you all get messanger jobs So write that shit in your column Any rapper who wants beef, motherfuckers got problems Im out to make changes Its the funky man, you know what my motherfucking name is (lord finesse and big l give shoutout til fade)
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