Текст, перевод и аккорды “Head Banger”
- [redman] negroes!!!!!!!! (repeat 6x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? [hit squad] the head banger Parrish smith gettin wreck [hit squad] the head banger Verse one: parrish smith Ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks As I chill, and bust grills you take snapshots Of the maniac, dressed in black, carry round a strap Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, pow!!) Cause I dont play games, an outlaw like jesse james To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh) Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts Bustin ass daily as I compose like mozart Just stand, say youre mad damn, why him? Z-oh-one tonka, five-sixty benz Im sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep Im bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concrete So get a grip and dont slip or catch a clip From the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my target The bozack, I rip up flows that Make an mc stop and chill and say hes all that Hardcore no r&b singer Roll with the hit squad... down with the head banger (repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" -- grand puba, slow down (repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? Erick sermon break it down [hit squad] the head banger "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" Verse two: erick sermon Surprise, you wonder where Ive been, Ive been workin But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin A real damian, omen possessed by the devil You dig the rhythm, and Ill play the runnin rebel Changed my style, so I can freak the funk Yo pass the philly, hit squad spark the blunt I got the power, to ramshack a stadium Wubba wubba, even judy brown the palladium Yo, Im from the boondocks so I knows the flavor (yeah, yeah) Sometimes I curse but now, I show behavior Epmd, yo, is in this to win this A brand new lp so mind your business No jokin, Im gettin paid fully You wanna buy the cassette, stop by sam goody Yo wheres my hoodie? I wanna be hard and cause some ruckus Talk with the b-boy slang and blast some suckers Walk like an egyptian, rough crackin my steel Plus Im goin to court, make my own appeal As taught as a kid or told, never talk to a stranger Cause I could be a head banger (repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" -- grand puba, slow down (repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? K-solo!!! [hit squad] the head banger "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" Verse three: k-solo Im the original rap criminal (yeahhhhh) My shots, spell spray (hoo-ahhhh) duck leaves my trigger finger digital My gunll make, many men, things you did when I get mad And pissed cause I can make him my target Braggin em taggin em draggin em mad hollow-point rhymes in my mic Choose smith or assault over magnum (huh) So back up off me, heres a clip For uzis and guns, and then you faggots gonna off me Im sure you know the deal that my nine can box I knock punks out quick like evander holyfield More rhymes than musics, my solution Subscribers of my style heres a contribution Lets say you want a shovel layer parkin mcs like cars And drivin mcs away Tanks gon be full, to rappers wanna tempt me I break the steering shift and leave em empty Cause they cant go, so ima call a hoe tow truck To come tow truck your weak side show Back on the scene is the incredible one man team When I get mad I turn green The fugitives gone peace, Im outta here later And heres a finger, to all you non movin spectators (repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" -- grand puba, slow down (repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what? Redman get down! [hit squad] the head banger "yeahhh, head crack, head crack" Verse four: redman Surprise niggaz! the original p-funk funks you up I take a hit from a spliff then I get biz with the new cut Because I can jam like teddy if you let me A goodfella but still rugged like joe pesci My style is mad funka-to-the-delic with the irrelevant Shit that I kick backflips any four bitch (yeah) Deduct and I dip then I switch To an incredible nigga with a *nickle* nine on the hip I always got played by a honeydip But now Im on the money tip so now I call the honeydip honey bitch And swing hardcore because thats where I come from (yeah) I rock ya like chubb, and burn scrubs like a dum-dum Remember redman, last album I was hardcore Now Im back to tear the frame out your asscrack Cause I get wreck, with the tec, with the blunt or moet And what you see is what you get and what youre gettin is your Ass kicked, nigga, hit you with the funkdafied figure Like a plus funk, funk times stuffed in your back trunk punk Yes the redman tha
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