Luyện nghe bài hát Mecca & The Soul Brother

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

Y to the o-u-n-g, another the u-n-s
back up, shortie, from the naughty like Saudie
Berry Gordy with a forty papes, oh Lordy
Claim you shoot more than an Uzi
Stop the violence, cause ya do me
New York to L.A. say what I
So catch a runaway like a Billie Holiday
You couldn't bag me, boy, a hefty
Train like Rocky but can't step to me
So take a hint, money, leave it
And play like Stephanie Mills and 'find a
Plus I never boogaloo with
mixed with the tricks in a alphabet stew
When I a army I can reign
But never have more beef Saddam Hussein
The Cap, so prepare for a catscan
When I turn brain into 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 & C.L. Smooth was on stage drinkin Cisco) -- Heavy D

[ VERSE 2: C.L. ]
Schizophrenic, on a I do work
When you lurk with the professional expert
The bold swinger, the Asiatic
Lovable, sing the blues I tap it
Save the for Agatha Christie
Gimme a break, better wake Kanisky
I'm not your modern day clichee
Cause I'm here to save you little lost souls
Go the flow with the flutes when it exectues
Any comp livin got buried in black
The limelight, never let it you
It's a Island_ without a Tatoo
The hardcore few to look for
It's true, can't buy a knuckle in the stores
Makin movies like your name is Dunaway
To hear the rumor echo in the project's
You a fast break, me no static
But Mister Whipple dribble like Magic
I em up in domination, nerds got scrambled
The Tony left in shambles
the papes like there is no other
Mecca and the Soul

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

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

[ VERSE 3: C.L. ]
Let me see..
Rock is like salad dressing
When I another lesson
Ready or not, prime time after
I pull women like a tooth
Without any conversation with Ruth
Makin all the girls wind the glamity
'When Doves Cry', and Vanity
Picture the Mary frame on a mantle
me a vandal the Virgin can't handle
And never downtown with Pat Sajack
Popping that riffin "Homie don't play dat"
So don't gas the kid to a movie
I'm smackin a booty who just love to rock a doobie
Even though I petty cash like a beggar
With no I make ???? sweater
So the Cap of rappin, no slackin, backin
Hand clappin, feet tappin and Captain
Could finger-lick the papes like is no other
Mecca and the Soul