Текст песни Rhymin Slang - JJ DOOM
                                                Copping 
                                                pains 
                                                at 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                off 
                                                going 
                                                bar 
                                                hopping
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting 
                                                to 
                                                fight, 
                                                right?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nobody 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                tapped 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                gauntlet
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                got 
                                                it 
                                                flaunt 
                                                it, 
                                                they 
                                                say 
                                                rap 
                                                is 
                                                on 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rip 
                                                ′em 
                                                to 
                                                shreds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                'em 
                                                the 
                                                bread 
                                                while 
                                                sippin′ 
                                                the 
                                                red, 
                                                bled
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chip 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                the 
                                                head,
 
                                    
                                
                                                MCs 
                                                is 
                                                bought 
                                                in 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                rhymes 
                                                ain't 
                                                worth 
                                                the 
                                                weight 
                                                they 
                                                cost 
                                                in 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                thin 
                                                chain 
                                                from 
                                                here 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brisbane
 
                                    
                                
                                                Y′all 
                                                shall 
                                                not 
                                                print 
                                                his 
                                                name 
                                                in 
                                                vain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Snottily 
                                                putrid, 
                                                true 
                                                grit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Came 
                                                to 
                                                spew 
                                                spit 
                                                like 
                                                bodily 
                                                fluid 
                                                with 
                                                mucus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crews 
                                                is 
                                                useless, 
                                                act 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                knew 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Either 
                                                that 
                                                or 
                                                get 
                                                cold 
                                                smacked 
                                                like 
                                                bluid, 
                                                true 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rules 
                                                is 
                                                rules, 
                                                backed 
                                                right 
                                                into 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ghouls 
                                                is 
                                                fools 
                                                that′s 
                                                too 
                                                cracked 
                                                for 
                                                school
 
                                    
                                
                                                Other 
                                                way 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                care 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                payed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                the 
                                                echo 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                bang 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cockney 
                                                rhyming 
                                                slang
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hurricane 
                                                the 
                                                fool 
                                                your 
                                                terrain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                the 
                                                echo 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                bang 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cockney 
                                                rhyming 
                                                slang
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                guts 
                                                no 
                                                glory, 
                                                what 
                                                your 
                                                story
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bore 
                                                me 
                                                poorly, 
                                                saucy 
                                                oftenly, 
                                                enough 
                                                for 
                                                coffee
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rarely 
                                                scarcely 
                                                scary 
                                                clary 
                                                stare, 
                                                let's 
                                                be 
                                                very 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                MCs 
                                                is 
                                                derriere, 
                                                as 
                                                well 
                                                as 
                                                aware, 
                                                wearily
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                dont 
                                                be 
                                                nearly 
                                                near 
                                                you 
                                                hear 
                                                me? 
                                                (Yeah!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slow 
                                                flow 
                                                speed 
                                                beats 
                                                see 
                                                us 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                speeds
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                your 
                                                nosebleed 
                                                seats
 
                                    
                                
                                                DOOMington 
                                                son, 
                                                once 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                swimming′s 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                Leaves 
                                                the 
                                                room 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                groom's 
                                                unassuming 
                                                blooming 
                                                nun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sideway 
                                                trainers 
                                                like 
                                                Barrigan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                radiant 
                                                wavy 
                                                baby 
                                                skin
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                stay 
                                                pimping, 
                                                rocky 
                                                diamond 
                                                ring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Uncle 
                                                flow 
                                                grandson, 
                                                cockney 
                                                rhyming 
                                                slang
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flows 
                                                is 
                                                handsome, 
                                                cockney 
                                                rhyming 
                                                slang
 
                                    
                                
                                                (There 
                                                go 
                                                your 
                                                anthem, 
                                                cockney 
                                                rhyming 
                                                slang)
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Guv'nor
2 Banished
3 Bite the Thong
4 Rhymin Slang
5 Dawg Friendly
6 Borin Convo
7 GMO
8 Winter Blues
9 STILL KAPS
10 Retarded Fren
11 Wash Your Hands
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