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Текст (слова) песни: Ultra (Kool Keith and Tim Dog) - Ain`t Nobody Happenin

 
[Intro: Kool Keith] 
Yeah, it`s the first quarter, goin into the second 
All labels, drop your acts 
Rappers I`m dead serious, stop what you doin 
Take it real personal, you know you`re wak 
Look in the mirror, it`ll tell you the truth 
Yo, I must confess 
You know who I am, bust this 
 
[Kool Keith] 
Stop your music, hold up, your temperature is wak 
I bought your gimmick album, erased the tape, took it back 
You was wrong for rhymin, that was a sin 
You should STOP, cause rap`s now worse again 
You knew you was doo-doo, fakin that you was so brutal 
Your style was all canned, your stuff was all chicken noodle 
With no sale, you gave your promos out at retail 
Tryin to flim-flam and pay them kids off at SoundScan 
You bought me real stuff, BUFF - powderpuff 
All I saw was tons of group sissies actin rough 
Graffiti wars, a bunch of crowds, project halls 
Mess with drama, your garbage style`s Wonderama 
I got skills, but butt crack is all Massengil 
Independent, while groupies front while you drive a rented 
Up at that atmosphere, headpiece like {?} 
You`ll be trapped with empty pockets around Yankee Stadium 
I know your background, it`s a puppet actin wild 
I know your issue, I`m in your ass Scotty Tissue 
Kool Keith is no joke, better will not make you hope 
Pray to my nuts flat butts talk like Mariah Carey 
I`m out there, you on my testicles this year 
I tell you straight, you all rah rah 
 
[Chorus 2X: Kool Keith] 
Ain`t nobody happenin (nobody happenin) 
Ain`t nuttin good be happenin (nuttin be happenin) 
Just because you got a deal (clear the way) 
Don`t mean you know how to rap 
 
[Tim Dog] 
Mad rappers try to test my lyrical anarchy 
Like Sparky from Detroit Tigers, I don`t quit 
Aw shit, Bronx niggaz always come legit 
Once I lay my rap down, it`s a hit 
Of course the track gotta be fat for Tim Dog to rap 
No more gettin with this, and no more gettin with that 
Cause I reign the terrain like weather, however 
Rappers try to Run-D.M.C. but I`m +Tougher Than Leather+ 
How dare you, think you can dismantle 
I`ma call you Campbell cause somebody got you souped 
Frontin wit`cha man when you know you ain`t cute 
You and your man can catch a bad one quick 
I see mad motherfuckers get done for simple shit (word) 
So what`s it gonna be, you or me? Life or death 
Like Whitney Hou` you be holdin your breath 
Cause I don`t give a fuck where you been or where you at 
If you come wak then you betta watch your back 
Cause rap is sacred, so don`t fake it 
And these fuckin devils out here tryin to take it 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[-- unknown emcee --] 
Secret agent, seen a thing, heard a thing, launchin at latitude 
Aimin things, standing top, send it at longitude 
I-I-know-know-that-that-you-you-be affected 
Movin like a virus and niggaz they been infected 
Let the doctor give you a shot, moved up from sharpshooter 
Aimin for the bridge of yo` nose, BLAOW! 
Fallin down, fallin down 
I make complicated statements, with, unlimited phone calls 
Swingin that, bringin that, {?} West coast swinger rapper 
Ba-ba-ba leavin-in-the-evenings, daytime talkin decent 
Recently I`m part of the North, you beat me to the record 
usage of my lyrical form at the scene 
Lookin like a heterosexual, about to lose his manhood 
Brothers swear they hot when they sound like Orville Reddenbacher 
Pop pop pop pa-pop pa-pop 
Labels signin innocents, tryin to tell `em that they better sense 
Ignore them babies, they cryin for attention 
Yo here`s yo` pacifier, suck this brown dick `til it turns WHITE 
 
[Chorus]
 


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