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Текст (слова) песни: Chubb Rock - Ya Bad Chubbs

This is an introduction
To music that just be pumpin`
While hits just be dippin`
The intention is for humpin` the floor
Shinin` the wood with our jeans
If it`s denim don`t worry
It`s hip hop don`t hem `em
Money earnin` concernin`
I`ll be teachin` and learnin`
Gettin` hot from my rhymes and my looks
Not from bourbon
No solution no remedy
No cure like a deodorant
Yo you have to be sure
That if you talk up or walk up into myface
That wouldn`t become a big public disgrace
`Cause I`ll ban you, burn you up, and tan you
Treat you like the elephant
And man you will be hocked and locked in a jar with a lid
Hangin` on a wall in Michael Jackson`s crib
`Cause I`m bad, in fact I`m a thriller
I drink milk, that`s why I`m a top biller
Like a funeral home, I`ll make a killing
I`m not Giz even though I`m still chillin`
Guys say I`m scary, girls say I`m cuddly
Rough like bark but dark and lovely
This ain`t no game and I`m no toy
And like Anita Baker, I`ll bring you joy
With my word when I open my mouth
Ask Oliver North to go and break south
A homo is a no-no but you know I`ll smack a faggot
Boy, you got to see me, I`m rich like Jimmy Swaggart
I`m a loon and ya know, comin` soon
A rhyme kicked to this Popeye tune
This is hip hop with a little be-bop
And I won`t flop `cause I can`t stop
I will mop up the slop and then go to the top
`Cause I`m not Robocop, I`m Chubb Rock
I`m Chubb Rock risin` and I`ll break your leg
And I`m more than a forty ounce, I`m more like a keg
And I`m the big dipper, rippin` like Jack the Ripper
And if you want the proof, the proof is in my liquor
So you knew it and you blew it, let`s get to it
Gonna run you over with a rhyme that`s like a big Buick
And since you think you`re slender, I`ll slap you with a fender
And bind you up, wind you up, and grind you up in a blender
And then I`ll serve you with coffee and cake
Oh damn, I should`ve had a V-8, oh well
I`ll put you on a plate so it looks a little neater
You`re a tramp, so I`ll sprinkle salt and pepper
And paprika on your face, like mace
So you can taste immediately
Just like the base that went up your nose previously
So it seems you`re too zooed to battle
Word`s up chump, acne bump, skidaddle
You`re a nine, I`m a ten
Victory is mine agai, this Bud`s for me
So here, take a Heineken
With your self-esteem, you will never redeem
Like Martin Luther King, you have a dream
That maybe you will beat me, maybe defeat me
But you`re too illiterate, so I won`t consider it
Weak is the word and the rhyme is identical
This is not the late show
And I`m not Arsenio Hall
But quite tall with the gall
And I have magic and I can play ball
And guys won`t boo this, girls will jsut screw this
It`s ludicrous but we can dothis
`Cause you`re new to this, Brutus
I`m so smooth that I`m the smoothest
I`m not handsome but I am the cutest you ever had
That`s why I`m so glad that I`m so good I`m bad

 

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