Текст (слова) песни: Lordz of Brooklyn - The Bad Racket

 
[Verse One: performed by Kaves] 
Don`t make me put down my beer cause I`ll bust that grill 
And grab the Louisville out the Coup De Ville 
Wiseguy, good fella, mean street, city dwella 
And if you talk that shit than you wind up in my cellar 
I`ll bat you to the pulp with my fiction 
My diction, causes friction in any jurisdiction 
The lordz run the rackets on the ponies, my cronies 
Stuck a feather in my hat and they called it macaroni 
 
[performed by Scotty Edge] 
Yo they call me Scotty Edge from the tenement slum 
I had to fight to get a crumb it`s the white shark in the chum 
You can tell where I`m from, from the letters on my jacket 
I got a crew that`s gonna back it, there a bad freegin racket 
They soldier up when it`s time to go to war 
Outsiders on the turf and we meet at the corner store 
And drink and to we stumble, to it`s time to go and rumble 
Like the Wanderers, we`re warriors and we`re on the move for trouble 
 
[Chorus] 
Yo I`m trapped in the racket and I can`t get out 
Yo I`m trapped in the racket and I can`t get out 
Yo I`m trapped in the racket and I can`t get out 
I said I can`t get out they pull me right back in 
 
[Verse Two: performed by ADMoney] 
Well it`s the bad racket sound throwin` down for the crown 
You better take those colors off if you`re steppin` in my town 
I got no time for the gat cause that shits wikiwak 
Yo you must be smokin` crack if you think you can get with this style 
Take it New York bound we`re the originators of the rap throwdown 
From the Bronx to Manhattan, Brooklyn keep them clappin` 
I got Louisville slugger for you punks that are packin` yo 
 
[performed by Scotty Edge] 
I can`t get out they pull me right back in 
It`s the bad freegin racket with the Brooklyn battle hymn 
They call me gentleman Jim, we`re original like sin 
We`re the Lordz they`re the frauds you find them in a garbage bin 
You can`t tag you`re not a writer it`s time to pay the bag piper 
You`re just a biter a yo yo overnighter 
 
[performed by Paulie Two Time] 
I`m Manhattan bound watch the cop on the beat 
Let`s have a sitdown kid on Mulberry Street 
Talk is cheap like a parakeet 
If you snitch on the racket yo the mob rolls deep 
 
[performed by Kaves] 
Well it`s the capo with the flow from the social club 
The Feds rock the tapes when they make the dubs 
I go to rags to riches like the Big Ragu 
It`s the LOB crew with the Budweiser brew 
Boom Bata Bing, Boom Bata Bing check it 
It`s the Lordz of Brooklyn bad racket respect it 
 
[Chorus]
 

Другие песни Lordz of Brooklyn :

American Made
The Bad Racket