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Превод: MC5. Гимназия.
Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate
PAL gettin' higher With Union Ave up there, we used to watch stick up kids Go and laugh up there PS 53 (I'm takin' it back) Junior high school (I'm
shoulda stepped when I warned 'em I'm from the Boondocks of Compton, California I'm just anxious to whoop some ass I went to high school, but I flunked
wick-wack" "Wick-wick-wick-wack" "Wick-wick-wack" "Wick, wick-wi-wick-wi-wick-wick-wack" "Wick-wick-wick-wack" [Royce Da 5'9"] OHH! My nigga Spyda is BACK! 5
run up on rap like boo smith on a hatchback Put my patch down cause a head crack I'm trapped, in a hole filled with guns and drugs Three-headers, nothing better 5
From the early evening to the break of day So step this way and let your mind be free And by the way, welcome 2 the party Hey, Grandmaster 5 That old school
Every MC, in this industry, wants one thing To be the best, in the top of their game You want it? Come and get me! [CHORUS] Do what you gotta do - come
double e, Ten man click thro London city Change over, ur change my flow Speeding 4 my mile tempo Boy dem blind n ain't dat so Like 5 0 5 0 Im also quick
shawty I refuse Well I woke up this mornin' with the same frustration From situations like these got a call about some work From one of them temporary agencies No high school
somebody might munch 'Cause J5 go together just like parties and spiked punch Your crew's captain crunch and I'm the seven seas Bombin' on MC's, crushin
skills to possess the gift Combinated with the flavor and it goes like this, Tuna fish I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan Cashier at the J5
fuck with mc ren, But you must be high Verse 2: Niggas be high because They workin 9 to 5 But the villain be hibernatin' Wakin up at 5... pm You see
the beast That night, 5-0 held caught in the streets *scratching by el p & mr. len of company flow* {el-p} Petrofied little venomist, school yard outcasts
reminds me, back in 1984 When I went to a party with the master plan To step up, and put the mic in my hand Everybody was there, from junior high to high schools
count bars i was writtin on napkins high as fuck i wrote my 1st 16 the illmatic I was in the hood fightin with niggaz..over who the best MC Ice Cube
