Исполнитель: Talib Kweli

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Песня: Guerrilla Monsoon Rap
[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Yeah!
Yeah! That's what I'm talkin' about!
Let's do it! Kanye West, c'mon, turn me up, and
Black Thought, c'mon, turn me up, and
Pharoahe Monch, c'mon, turn me up, and
Talib Kweli in the house with...

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guerrilla monsoon rap, all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.
We come through, and all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.

[Verse 1:]
[Black Thought:]
Yo, I hit these MC's with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan,
Ain't a lot of "if's" an "and's", it's just straight talking,
It's hard to swallow at times, so take portions,
Bitin' off more than you can chew, create orphans.
VC species endangered like dolphins,
Rappers is spittin' nails into they own coffins, c'mon,
Here come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin', yeah,
Black Thought, quit playin' him close and back up off him.
[Talib Kweli:]
Kweli, spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee,
The real MC that your favorite rapper used to be,
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D, my rhymes is eulogy,
A flea could move a tree, before ya think ya movin' me.
I black and blue MC's, acting new to me, get smacked stupidly,
They lack skills like the black community lack unity.
Still my rhymes hurt like Ali to Fraiz',
Step off the stage to shouts of "Kweli, boomayay!!!"
[Pharoahe Monch:]
See these four MC's came to get down
Rearrange the rap game, change ya whole sound,
Nigga, you got-ta understand the plot-ta,
Movin' and groovin' and always improvin' alot-ta!
I'll outfox the average Porsche Boxster talk,
Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra, New York!
Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly,
Check the blast from Geneva, you can get slapped silly.

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guerrilla monsoon rap, all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.
We come through, and all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.

[Verse 2:]
[Black Thought:]
Okay, my sound drenches each of the five senses
And hold the shock value of electrified fences,
It's truth or consequences, ride wit' us or against us,
Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess, dawg?
I'm in it to win it and not for the wealth,
Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf,
None nigga competition, gotta battle myself,
And me and Kweli on a mission gettin' Pharoahe for help.
[Talib Kweli:]
From natives walkin' the Trail of Tears to players sippin' Belvedere,
We always comin' well prepared, and all my dawgs' smellin' fear,
Plus, even my niggas from the Bay, they say you hella scared,
Truth or consequences, and all senses be well-aware.
Your style underdeveloped there, hell if I care
What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare
Nigga you fugazi, sayin' ya crew blazin'
Like sayin' Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin...
[Pharoahe Monch:]
Guerrilla monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit' it,
When I attack your city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it,
Spit it like white trash in seed-spitting contests
With a vendetta that sent a better letter bomb to Congress.
I'm pissed cumulus clouds of ominous,
Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya calmness,
Unless you wanna be leg and armless,
That's parapaleg for those who believe in bomb threats.

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guerrilla monsoon rap, all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.
We come through, and all the shorties like, "Who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like, "How ya do that?"
Nigga, you get smacked 'til ya blue black,
And ya crew, give me dap like “true dat”.

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[Вступление: Talib Kweli]
Ага!
Вот, о чём я говорю!
За дело! Канье Уэст, давай, подключай меня, и
Блэк Тот, давай, подключай меня, и
Фароэ Монч, давай, подключай меня, и
Талиб Квели на тусе, с ним...
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