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Kool Moe Dee - Paroles


East Coast Vs. West Coast - Album




Let's Go


 







Intro





Reporter: So tell me... How do you feel about 'Jack the Ripper'?





[Evil Thriller laughter]





(Get him!)





Verse 1





Want me to get him? Well I got him


My mouth is an Uzi and I shot him


With the hundreds of rhymes and rhythm designed


To make him rewind this time I draw the line


He's mine...just chill


Don't nobody touch him cos Imma get ill


The boy's phony as a three-dollar bill


And this time I shoot to kill


Just like a sucker you took the bait


Now you're like a dead fish on my dish, too late


So party people kick your feet up, I'm about to heat up


You're hungry for a battle, now it's time to eat up


Boy, I'm gonna chew you, cos I knew you was


Talkin' that junk, punk, now Imma do you


The way you should be done, call you my son


Make you say "Daddy, I don't want none"


I've had enough of you actin' tough


You huff, puff, grab your stuff you cream puff bluff


Talk about a battle, but you don't wanna do it


You got yourself into it, you blew it


You egomaniac, I'm a brainiac


You came back with a stone cold plain attack


Your rhymes are weak-wack, how can you speak that?


You need to sneak back to the drawing board Jack...


The Ripper, down with my zipper


You get paid to be a Moe Dee tipster


Tryna knock the way I rock, get off my jock


Imma knock you out the box, let's go...





Let's Go!





Verse 2





Put up or shut up, get up, yeah what up?


Huh, get on the microphone and get cut up


Talk about how your records went double platinum


With those lyrics?! Huh, I laugh at them


So you got paid, take the money you've made


Bet it on yourself, are you afraid?


Money talks, B.S. walks


When I stalk like a hawk a victory is chalked


So put your money where your mouth is, you don't know about this


Battlin's for real men, and I doubt if


You can even hang or give a run for the money


You're just a sucker, and it's funny


How you never ever had a drop of juice in New York


And now you go on tour and try to talk that talk


You try to act like you're a big man, but you're a big fag


Stridin' and hidin' while ridin' my big man


You ain't got a chance in the world


Your records were smokin', but you sound like a girl...


[How you like me now? I'm gettin' busier


I'm double platinum] Hold up, is he a


Man or a girl? What in the world?


You sound like Cheryl the Pearl


And you wanna battle me on the microphone?


Leave that crack alone, let's go...





Let's Go!


I said, Let's Go!


Come on, boy! Let's Go!


Better than me?





Verse 3





Picture that with a Kodak


I don't take no shorts and you know that


I roll hard, run the rap yard, put up your guard


I don't get even, I get odd, Todd


Always one up on ya


And I tried to warn ya


You slept, you took a backstep


Ruined your rep and wept, you should've kept


Your mouth shut, you know what?


You gotta say you're sorry [I'm sorry] So what?


You call me a punk, you wanna see who's soft?


Put the microphone down, let's square-off


You need a hand, you got hands for


Tryna be me, now LL stands for


Lower Level, Lack Lustre


Last Least, Limp Lover


Lousy Lame, Latent Lethargic


Lazy Lemon, Little Logic


Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped


Laborious Louse on a Loser's Lips


Live in Limbo, Lyrical Lapse


Low Life with the loud raps, boy


You can't win, huh, I don't bend


Look what you got yourself in


Just usin' your name I took those L's


Hung 'em on your head and rocked your bells


Now, here we go, blow for blow, let's throw


Rhyme for rhyme, yours and mine, and yo


When it's time to battle rhyme I know


How to make it flow, so let's go


To the ring, rapper's sing and swing


Words and verse, see who deserves to be king


Serve a blow to that ego


As if you didn't know, let's go...





Let's Go!


Let's Go!





Verse 4





How can you say you're the best?


Get put to the test in front of a million and fess


Tried to withdraw because you saw


The juice I got's not like before


Huh, I'm formidable, unforgettable


You're submittable, you look pitiful


Yeah you're headstrong, but you're dead wrong


Wanna survive? Stick with the love songs


Take off your shirt, flex and flirt


And leave the real hard rhymes to the hard rhyme experts


If you don't, boy you'll get hurt


Feel like dirt and have to revert


To comin' on stage butt naked


To make up for what you can't do on record


Open your eyes twice the size and realise


I'm on the rise and you're on the demise


Ostracized by my reprise


Step in my face and watch how that head flies


I mean business and I'm serious


I ain't sellin' out and now here he is


Frontin' and fakin' and talkin' about makin'


The money from money, now don't you know they can


Use your support cos you've got caught


Signed, sealed, delivered, sold and bought


A puppet on a string with no heart


A fool and his money will always part


You used to be a rapper, turned into a businessman


Loafin' on the job and cheatin' the fans


I'm too potent, powerful and spiritual


Mental, emotional, physical and lyrical


You wanna beat me? It's gonna take a miracle


You've got a lock on my jock like a pitbull.










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