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Текст (слова) песни: Coolio f The Replacements - Knockout Kings

[Verse 1 - Coolio]
(1 - 2 - 3 - 4)
You in the ring with a thing, not a man
And what I bring is shots to the body
That`ll make a fool sing, soprano
Fall setter, ain`t nuttin better
Massive concussion, career over, no discussion
Both eyes closed, broke nose, cheeks swole
You can`t see, vision like a peep ho
This ain`t no slug-fest or exhibition
It`s a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre
Call in the doctor
He`s been rocked and socked-up
Call the police, the champ`s insane and oughta be locked up
Pay-per-viewers have to try to not to light the whole block up
He`s hurt and he`s wobbling and he can`t keep his things up
He`s gettin banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, short left jab
Right into a change up
Big thing, he`s down and canvas smell like dirt, don`t it?
El Cool Magnifico crush all weak opponents

[The Replacements]
These combinations are taking me places
Knockin my opponents outa they shoes
With tight laces
Makin faces as they body hit the canvas in pain
The championship belt is what I taste and claim
Survivin the game
Pound for pound you got the best man standing right here
Round for round I got the cowards runnin in fear
Town for town, fight fans stand and cheer
Your Knockout King is up in the ring

[Hook]
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
4 to the body and 2 to the chin!
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
*ding* *ding* now it`s on again!
[Verse 2 - The Replacements]
Uh, round for round and pound for pound
It`s the king of the ring with a hundred knockouts
Uppercuts to the chin, knock your mouthpiece out
Got your corner-man yellin that you ready to pout
Yeah he hit the ropes in front of a sell-out crowd
Stand-down punk, ain`t no need to go 12 rounds
The belt was mine soon as you heard the bell sound
Roper Doe style, boxin with the best around
Taped-up wrist, swing your fist and miss
When I crush your face it feels like a tonne of bricks
After the standin eight head to your corner to sit
Manager screamin at you: "Fight back, move his fists!"
It don`t matter cos he walked dead into by bisteses
Don`t get mad cos you lost to the top of the listeds
I`m sick, cold with the work, demented and viscious
Plus I`m pretty so the ring girls be blowin me kisses

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - The Replacements]
Body-blow, uppercut, accidental elbow
Ming Lou`s in the ring, hell no
Ain`t gon` happen, stage all tappin
Skills quickly end all the gossipin and yappin
I`m talkin Roy Jones ability
Knock anybody up in the facility
Black guy after I attack guys
Spectators like Johnny Gill (my, my, my)
Amazed, ain`t no love, only hate

Let me hit you with these boulders
Servin you from the shoulders
Step into the range of my blows and get rolled up
Folded-up wit your snot-box leakin on ya
Hold `im up so I can put bangs and bings on ya
You see two of me, don`t ya?
From the series of punches
To your dome and your kidneys
Should`a did you some crunches
I throw thangs in bunches
Got me grabbin and punkin now
Tryina knock the grill up out your mouth

[Hook] x2

 

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