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Текст песни What It Takes (Ill B. Style)

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  • Choclair
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  • What It Takes (Ill B. Style)
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    [Featuring K.C. Thomas and Afrolistic]
    
    (Choclair)
    
    aiyo wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup 
    the Choclair brother represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    chiznock rocks it non-stop
    so come and take a ride on the parinormal side
    
    (Afrolistic)
    
    aiyo wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup
    Afrolistic represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    Afro rocks it non-stop
    come and take a ride on the paranormal side
    
    (K.C. Thomas)
    
    aiyo wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup
    K.C. Thomas represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    K.C. rock the block
    come and take a ride on the paranormal side
    
    (Afrolistic)
    
    yo catch the feeling of the sub-human being
    forever seeing things you can't see
    cause I was born intraverdly
    cutting wind with my lyrics like the sword of Shinobi
    was on the down low (but now people' bout to know me)
    the signifigance of this is get you bliss and keep you hungry
    my style never duplicated it metaphores constently
    while other brothers be actin real phony I be wettin' ladies with my
    punchlines
    beggin for me tony
    
    (Choclair)
    
    now you never seen this brother comin' from the Eastbound (Eastbound)
    to coin a phrase and have the shhh locked down (locked down)
    to throw a show an clock the reds and the browns
    clown people get clowned and jack-fakers beat down
    I rock it from the borough break down to Doomstown
    and laughin' with my cousins up in Brampton
    stylin' profilin' while East York calls down the fort
    peace to Julie Black who lives out in North York
    yo these people try be dissin' me I ask 'em what for
    you got no credentials or potential to step into the realm of the sexual
    
    (K.C. Thomas)
    
    now first things first
    k-c-t h-o the m-a-s
    bring it to your face brother or to your chest
    I'm nice times twice I use this mic as a lyrical sacrafice
    got you in my grips like vice
    I represent the T-dot
    and I'm known to keep a hot spot
    flows like blood clots
    know my abc's and what-nots
    from a to z including p's and q's 
    and if you's rhyme alarming your's is on snooze
    I'm addiciting like booze 
    like Parker Lewis can't lose
    your lacking a smacking 
    my rhymes are known for beat-jacking
    and brain-cells for packing persona
    full of lady-macking
    stop acting like you're shifty
    Jack be nimble K.C. be nifty
    this lyrical hit can dis the
    and make a grown woman miss me
    come on now I see why you actin' kinda sissy
    
    (Choclair)
    
    ha ha ha I laugh when I kick ass
    sometimes I wear my contacts sometimes I wear my glass
    now don't be confused 'cause of my body mask
    and tone dark skin body shape slim fast
    sit down and wonder how a brother like I
    can stick out and penetrate like I'm between two thighs
    people gettin' hog-tied
    they riled up 
    droppin' more shhh than stars
    paranormal big (ahhhhh)
    smiling on people think they rule like Castro
    they run around the board but they never pass go
    Choclair the ill flow sexual chiznock
    that represents the T-dot
    
    (K.C. Thomas)
    
    now this be the fifth verse different from the first
    leave you ice cold like a body in a hurse
    I likes writin' hip-hop
    use me innovate your thirst
    I'm bright like the sun with the flavor ready to burst
    I run with two in this rap game
    three including moi
    mabye three joining a freaky setion
    menage-a-tois
    this bomb shock heavy loading explosion
    K.C. quiet but causin' up comotion
    smooth like lotion
    imagine hot baby oil where you want it (right here baby)
    how you want it (right there baby)
    you know you like being spoiled
    temperature risin' and now you're folding up like foil
    next week
    the same place the same time the same staton
    the same climax of elevation
    baby
    
    (Afrolistic)
    
    yeah check out my stats
    I throw more bombs than quarterbacks
    never surronding myself with fictional description
    only facts freestyle on a daily is my aerobics
    no impaired vision clear focus
    stretch my lady's limbs like if she was warmin' up for gymnastics
    I leave you adolescent like pee in your bed matress
    I'm way beyond the year of '96
    you still stuck in '86
    stick to your tricks and porno flicks
    bruise the knicks and leave with my goal of makin' my scriputes aincent
    like startin' a fire with two wooden sticks
    
    (K.C. Thomas)
    it's like cocky style 1-2-3
    we got what it takes
    Chiz, Afro and me
    we roll by the trio east coast 
    all the way past Peurto Rico
    we smooth it out like my vedos
    what up taqino
    to bubble this track like splimate bambino
    you know what I mean-o
    yo check this
    my style moves non-chelant sometimes reckless
    gleamish eyes from the jetta to the lexus
    may God bless this
    ya know I mean
    (whoomp there it is)
    like Tag Team
    we keep it tight like the firm got plans like A-Team
    no black van we'd rather cruise by in a triple-beam
    one day for now we chill and pave the way
    we pickin' up ??? of baileys and alazhay
    memories that make me happy
    yeah reminisce like Mary J
    it's all that real love in my blood
    that keep my lyrics tight like my butt and my nuts
    brother what
    I'm all eternal like your guts
    and that shhh that's caught up in your butts
    what up
    
    (Afrolistic)
    oh let me get my groove on now
    ill scripts and heiroglyphs is my motto
    burn the word tommorrow
    watch the way I catch wreck
    on my plantation paranormal illa sub human-being's what you're facing
    mentally blazin'
    with my squadron
    as we take turns givin' mc's thrid degree burns
    anybody who is a decipticon will be laid down by this autobot
    with a peiricing verbal shot
    now who I be is someone who you can't see
    rockin' with my paranorms and f-o-s we be the circle
    bangin' kootchie walls so hard it be turnin' purple
    my moves so caseful balerina style graceful
    
    (Choclair)
    
    forget the nonsense it's all about shocks
    I makin' movements with verbal interacton with people who pop the cool
    shhh
    Chiznock sexual who breaks it down
    got some ladies that'll go downtown so fellas hush it
    always sayin' how you wanna bus' it
    talkin'
    but when it comes time you're skywalkin' now listen
    cause when it comes time for confrontation you'll be beggin'
    intermission
    I gotta moby dick in my ward now I'm fishin'
    they either hate it or then ya love it
    some girls say they don't do it
    you need to understand Ill B breaks it's down as un-deux-trois baby
    
    (Afrolistic)
    
    yeah once again wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup
    Afrolistic represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    Afro rocks it non-stop
    come and take a ride on the paranormal side
    
    (K.C. Thomas)
    
    once again wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup
    K.C. Thomas represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    come on rock the spot
    come and take a ride on the circle that's inside
    
    (Choclair)
    
    once again wassup
    yo it's me
    yo wassup 
    the Choclair brother represents the T-dot
    the O-dot
    chiznock cold rocks the block
    now you got the fix with the Ill Behaviour mix
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