Crumbs On the Table (Otis Mix)-D-Nice

歌手 : D-Nice

专辑 : Call Me D-Nice

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:09

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TXT Crumbs On the Table (Otis Mix)-D-Nice 文本歌词

Crumbs On the Table (Otis Mix) - D-Nice

Is that a turntable

Well get on it

It's your time

Who gets laid the chicken or the egg

How about the MC that has just been led

To a renegade teacher preacher then he got stomped

'Cause I'm a feature straight from the Bronx

Productions better known as Boogie Down

If I was a king right now I'd get crowned

The Nice is a teacher not a prince or a rap lord

I even write my rhymes on a blackboard

To get specific and probably make you understand

What makes the 808 plan

It's simple I'm a round it off like this

That's how many stupid MC's I've dissed

But if the commence to try me I won't buy it

I'll look them up and down and

I'll say don't even try it

'Cause I can go on and on without breathing

The TR another form of BDP eating

MC's like Chunky moving real bluntly

Shaking and baking MC's like a junky

Fiending hitting MC's like they was ***

Call them John Doe

Mean they have no name

I'll spin you like a quarter drink you like water

Hit below the belt

With things you never thought of

I lay down the law that I am a slaughter

I roll like a tital wave so you ought

Float like a sailboat move like a speedboat

In water now watch you soak

Into a rhyme of mine till you hit the bottom

It's heavy like an anchor it's no problem

For me to just bake you eat you like a cookie

I am a profressional boy you're just a rookie

I'm here to sing a song but some are not able

Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table

In my prime more vocal than I've ever been

I'm not an amateur sort of like a veteran

Split from the bums arriving from a long trip

Now I'm back to just cold rip

MC's like confetti eat them like spaghetti

I chill for a year but yet I'm still ready

To house MC's sink them like a boat will

I roll heavy thick like oatmeal

So now you know the 808 is showing

I do damage in just one moment

Here's a little message to those

Who trying to hang out

Just remember that I give pain out

The TR-808 relates to a terrorizer

Never hiding clever always memorizing

Poetry history math or even paragraphs

I'm not into b-boy just hoeing

Showing blowing MC's like the wind does

I might lay you sort of like a hen does

'Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable

Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table

You better think before you even get soup

I'll put you on the corner

And sell you like a prostitute

Like a street whore

Make you want more and more

Move you to the side

Up and down like a seesaw

Pulling out a gun is uncalled for

But I'm with it so go for yours

You may even try to diss but I call it flattery

I pack more volts than a Duracell battery

Charging MC's smooth like the breeze

Scott made me funky yo that was one theme

Or topic showing I be rocking

Every little city I play I leave a heat wave

Burning up the industry never try to get with me

I'm the type of person that never needs rehearsing

Just a little sex a six pack of Beck's

And my room to move about and a Guiness Stout

To make me feel able chilling and stable

Sometimes I'm on the mic

Sometimes I'm on the turntable

I'm superb sort of like herb

A man of my word and I've never been served