I Own America, Part 2 (Explicit Version)
Slick Rick"I Own America, Part 2 (Explicit Version)" ist ein Song von Slick Rick, 1999, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:39, 53 lines / 457 words.
Songtext
0:10All of you cock-pullers are frontin
0:11Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin
0:13To better ya
0:14For any chick you want, I'm gettin her
0:16Rob people, mad ignorant, et cetera
0:18Who the one to entertain and fume with?
0:20Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room with?
0:22Reefer sweet, wrap it up, free fix greet
0:24Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's feet
0:26Evicted -- why you tryin to find shit to lick with?
0:29Even your kids tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick
0:32Though you pretend to be glory
0:34I'm number one, that's the end of the story
0:37The black Clark Gable leave you numb
0:39Every single one, frontin on your label is a bum
0:41Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
0:44This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats
0:47From New York to Cali none'll fuck with
0:49The awkward, you think Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
0:52Bing! This sure hit alone'll bury ya
0:54And even I got de-ported, I Own America
1:06He's so crazy -- I smash rippin up the place
1:08Give the mack a taste -- I wipe my ass with a rapper face
1:11Cars come to a dead stop
1:12Rain find ways not to drop on my headtop
1:15Tycoon rush at the richest
1:17Even my complexion is a must-have to bitches
1:20Even without, car money to budget
1:22I would have the most elegant apartment in the projects
1:24Knahmean? Bitches are in awe * at the lingo * (pronounced OAR)
1:28Know that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income
1:30An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields
1:32France nor Italy can fuck with my designer skills
1:34Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are
1:37Tryin to find fault in superior
1:39Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
1:41This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats
2:02You lack the taste hook I'm stickin em with
2:04While degenrate like yourself make our race look ignorant (mm)
2:07And your girlfriend wanna kiss and deploy
2:09Bout in the groin gets none of this tenderloin
2:11Feet planted on deep black firmament
2:13Bow -- in the presence of who lead rap permanent
2:16Like a lion rap rips a chunk of kids
2:18You stunk, cause mortals ain't shit to conquer
2:20Somebody said new pharoahes have appeared
2:22How when everything I wore ten years ago you wear now?
2:25I coulda murder heard a word out quick Rick stomp it kid
2:29Hung to it, you complete bum to Rick
2:30Source Awards, yeah Rick every seminar
2:32Even make Sadaam Hussein tell me where the weapon are (mm-hmm)
2:35Let me slow it down, that's enough of that
2:39This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats
All of you cock-pullers are frontin Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin To better ya For any chick you want, I'm gettin her Rob people, mad ignorant, et cetera Who the one to entertain and fume with? Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room with? Reefer sweet, wrap it up, free fix greet Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's feet Evicted -- why you tryin to find shit to lick with? Even your kids tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick Though you pretend to be glory I'm number one, that's the end of the story The black Clark Gable leave you numb Every single one, frontin on your label is a bum Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats From New York to Cali none'll fuck with The awkward, you think Muhammad Ali used to talk shit? Bing! This sure hit alone'll bury ya And even I got de-ported, I Own America He's so crazy -- I smash rippin up the place Give the mack a taste -- I wipe my ass with a rapper face Cars come to a dead stop Rain find ways not to drop on my headtop Tycoon rush at the richest Even my complexion is a must-have to bitches Even without, car money to budget I would have the most elegant apartment in the projects Knahmean? Bitches are in awe * at the lingo * (pronounced OAR) Know that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields France nor Italy can fuck with my designer skills Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are Tryin to find fault in superior Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats You lack the taste hook I'm stickin em with While degenrate like yourself make our race look ignorant (mm) And your girlfriend wanna kiss and deploy Bout in the groin gets none of this tenderloin Feet planted on deep black firmament Bow -- in the presence of who lead rap permanent Like a lion rap rips a chunk of kids You stunk, cause mortals ain't shit to conquer Somebody said new pharoahes have appeared How when everything I wore ten years ago you wear now? I coulda murder heard a word out quick Rick stomp it kid Hung to it, you complete bum to Rick Source Awards, yeah Rick every seminar Even make Sadaam Hussein tell me where the weapon are (mm-hmm) Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats
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