Hidden Crate — текст песни (Andre the Giant (A.G.))

[De Niro from Taxi Driver]
All the animals come out at night
Buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies
Sick, venal
Someday a real rain`ll come and wash all the scum off the streets
I go all over-- to the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem, I don`t care
Don`t make no difference to me

[The Giant]
I spit stress on tracks, givin all y`all hard time
So live, swing through par fives with one stroke
Catch you on a quiet note, without your platoon
When you sing the same tune...
I keeps the boom like sonic, my ebonics can`t be fucked with
Ass get hit and passed like the bag we just lit
Terror on tracks, word is that I`m sweet with mine
Show & A`s shit is basic, more than beats and rhymes
All them honeys in the front row? Those freaks is mine
All y`all niggas that`s gung ho, can`t compete with mine
Like GD, we burn em like Backdraft
Let the truth hit em like Baduizm, you didn`t do the math
I hold my own like Bud Bundy with no date
Got the poor man`s attitude, the kind a rich man hate
So what`s the explanation for my schizophrenic state?
At times I feel my niggas; at times I can`t relate
Watch me blow spots and show cats how to rock properly
Like Gotti, the head nigga I gotta be

[DJ Greyboy cuts up]
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see

[The Giant]
I`m the cleverest, top ten terrorist
Chickens ever dis, they become featherless
? derelicts, certified gold medalist
You can play fly, I`m the most high like Everest
Look at all these fakes, musically you imitate the Crates
Won`t succeed, movin at full speed with no brakes
Like jake, watch me take your entourage
Can`t see I`m camouflage, besides, I`m god
Mad hard, like the S.A.T.
Shorties, caught up in the mental, watch `em bless AG
Evidently, you still don`t know because you tempt me
Thought you was the boss when your wack thoughts were empty
? still jealous ones envy
Who sent me? D.I.T.C., good n` plenty
Like the doctor, smoke a Spike joint and watch Clockers
Get rude like Shabba, make moves behind my Blockers
The sickness, you want the pill you better pick this
Bitches can`t get this, faggots remain dickless
Mathematics proves to be supreme
Got no invisible means to reach my dreams
Just faith; do little with it, nothing without it
Replace Show & A? I doubt it, we`re here forever
I`m brainstormin, let it hang out when I`m performin
See I have to, I`m a natural like Jordan scorin
Got your brain leakin, nah better yet it`s pourin
Puttin holes in your ideas, blood on your fly gear
I`ve had it, raps are anti-steal like magnets
Crabs get dealt with, no method to my madness

[DJ Greyboy cuts up]
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see



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