Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Other MC's , by - Haiku D'Etat. Song from the album Haiku D'Etat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.09.2011
Record label: Decon Media
Song language: English
Other MC's |
| We’re not like them other MC’s |
| We’re not like your everyday average savage MC |
| We’re not like these other rappers claimin' to be |
| I’m me I’m me (you control you own destiny) |
| Although my plan is close to yours we’re galaxies apart |
| I’m not a mark, I’m not the man who built the ark but we’re related |
| I’m not the sucker MC that you hated so much |
| I don’t speak Greek, Vietnamese or Dutch when the mic is in my clutch |
| I’m not a jock (you a jock?) (nope) |
| Don’t play hockey or soccer (nope) |
| Not a clocker to top it off I’m an excellent mic rocker (yes) |
| Go north of Crenshaw? |
| past? |
| behind the? |
| park |
| And you better bring your blu blockers cause I shine when I get sparked |
| On them like a staircase |
| I’m on the elevator to the top of the paper chase |
| I communicate with Ace one and Mic nine |
| Write rhymes face to face |
| And I like a white line eight oh eight is my bass |
| I chop it up with the needle go back and forth with the scratch |
| Don’t need a razor blade to cut dope like that |
| The studio is my delivery room |
| My baby is born a new name and a rap tune |
| It’s all logical we’re all philosophical |
| We in to eatin' falafels and underground fossils |
| We sound gospel with a jazz ear |
| MC’s sound like how we sounded last year |
| But I ain’t trippin' |
| I crack a beer I have no fear of biters |
| My atmosphere is full of survivors |
| Now like a simile and like my energy is like anyone else’s |
| When Ab’s done you can have some I ain’t selfish |
| Uh, now this is how you supposed to come |
| My brain is a sponge |
| Regurgitating honestly but I’ve been in and been from |
| This rap game ain’t really all of what you call fun |
| Somebody wake you in the morning tell you «you ain’t gotta go away you gotta |
| run» |
| Nigga to nigga, nigga to bitch, nigga to gawk, nigga made a quick switch to all |
| God got wily gawked to Earth essence to see? |
| tulips and twerps? |
| Labels and national and worldwide and since birth |
| And that could be a hella ride for a brother with an ego, head might burst |
| But first things knowledge |
| Your listening to an operation of colors who are polished |
| Concocted within concealed labs |
| I can cock back with the Glock quick |
| Dirt’s the work on the block quick so I circle |
| I roll with? |
| oxic?, and touch is toxic |
| My niggas fly heads like a plane nose-dived crashed cockpit |
| Don’t ask to stop shit we just disturbed |
| I’m not that triple bunk punk I’m fool I’m tough |
| You wanna touch down from the piznills and iznils |
| I’m nothin with the double L ?, remember? |
| I’m not the coolest in the street |
| Programmed in the hole in my? |
| slumber |
| We’re not like them other MC’s |
| We’re not like your everyday average savage MC |
| We’re not like these other rappers claimin' to be |