Luyện nghe bài hát Mecca & The Soul Brother

VERSE 1: C.L. ]
Okay, you wanna act and flip the script
your Wonderama drama slash coma riff
That kickin like Pele, flows even Bo knows
My capability can simply bruise you

Y to the o-u-n-g, G-to the u-n-s
Let's back up, shortie, from the naughty like
Berry Gordy with a gettin papes, oh Lordy
Claim you shoot more rounds an Uzi
Stop the violence, ya can't do me
New to L.A. say what I play
So catch a runaway smooth a Billie Holiday
You couldn't bag me, boy, with a
Train like Rocky but still step to me
So take a hint, money, it alone
And play like Stephanie Mills and a home'
Plus I never boogaloo Jacub
We're mixed with the tricks in a alphabet
I design a army I can reign
But have more beef than Saddam Hussein
The Cap, so prepare for a catscan
When I turn your brain Moogoo Gai-Pan
Finger-lickin the papes like there is no
Mecca and the Brother

(Pete & C.L. Smooth) -- Heavy D
Mecca and the Soul

(Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth was on stage drinkin Cisco) -- D

[ 2: C.L. Smooth ]
Schizophrenic, on a I do work
When you lurk with the professional ceremonial
The swinger, the Asiatic acrobatic
Lovable, sing the blues I tap it
the mystery for Agatha Christie
Gimme a break, wake Chief Kanisky
I'm not your ordinary day clichee
Cause I'm to save you little lost souls anyway
Go with the flow the flutes when it exectues
Any comp livin got buried in suits
The limelight, let it confuse you
a _Fantasy Island_ without a Tatoo
The hardcore few tend to for
It's true, buy a knuckle game in the stores
Makin movies like your is Faye Dunaway
To hear the rumor echo in the hallway
You want a fast break, me no
But Mister Whipple can't dribble like
I yolk em up in domination, got scrambled
The Tony left in shambles
Finger-lickin the like there is no other
Mecca and the Soul

(Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth) -- D
Mecca and the Soul

(Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth was on stage drinkin Cisco) -- D

[ 3: C.L. Smooth ]
Let me see..
Pete Rock is salad dressing
I toss another lesson
Ready or not, prime time after
I pull women like a tooth
any conversation with Doctor Ruth
Makin all the girls wind the glamity
'When Cry', Apollonia and Vanity
the Mary Jane frame on a mantle
Consider me a vandal the Virgin can't
And never downtown with Pat Sajack
Popping that yang "Homie don't play dat"
So gas the kid to make a movie
While I'm smackin a booty who love to rock a doobie
Even I make petty cash like a beggar
With no stash I make sweater
So the Night Cap of rappin, no slackin,
Hand clappin, feet Chief and Captain
Could the papes like there is no other
Mecca and the Brother