| Word is bond, these cats been on the mic fantasizing a LOT
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| So called MC’s, wannabe rappers and all that, whatever
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| You get your knot rocked kid, yo
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
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| So just perhaps, you wanna challenge my style of rap
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| Talkin bout you bust caps, we know that’s just a pile of crap
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| The underground is where I dwell at
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| It’s where I find my heaven, and where you find your hell at
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| You’re in my clutches now, you get slit up and lit up
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| Just like some Dutches now, see I’m hard to define
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| My mind travels far, from ghettoes to galaxies
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| Representin GangStarr -- The street life
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| The reason why my mic ignites, I bring more ruckus
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| Than a nightclub fight, or bar brawl
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| I’m swingin lyrics like broken glass palm to skull y’all
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| Hold your head, cause all that weak shit is dead
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| See the times are changin, and me and my peeps is gettin crazy fed
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| So remember when you writing your rhymes
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| Stop fantasizing, and bring some real shit next time
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| Yeah, bring some real shit, yo
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
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| Yo, I do what I have to do to master you and capture you
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| Until you recognize, what my rapture can do
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| You thought I wouldn’t step up, to keep my rep up?
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| I ain’t them other kids, I don’t need to play no catch-up
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| I got too much pride for this, I know some niggas
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| That’ll ride for this, with me it’s do or die for this
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| Street knowledge, intellect and spirituality
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| My survival package, as I deal with reality
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| I’m like Fishburne in Hoodlum when I come to do em
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| Chew em up, spit em out, the most respected no doubt
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| You seen me in action so act you been knowin
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| The G-U-R-U, of the Gang, I’ve been flowing
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| Just like the river Niger all the way to the Hudson
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| Had so many lyrics stashed, and I couldn’t wait to bust some
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| Lately, I’ve watched this game evolve and elevate
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| So now I push my music like drug dealers push weight
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| Straight like that, straight out the gate
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| Cause it’s never too late, to set this fuckin record straight
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| But it is too late, for you and your crew son
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| You had the audacity to come against me, the gifted one?
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| And Primo with the tracks, to inspire my next line
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| You’ve got no wins here, so better luck next time
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot hope you have better luck next time
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| You thought you brought your best lines, but they couldn’t touch mine
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| I rocked you in your knot…
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| Yeah yeah
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| Better luck next time
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| («Not this time but next time» -- LL Cool J) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Next Time , by - Gang Starr. Song from the album Moment Of Truth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп