Текст песни Like What - Paulie Rhyme
                                                Like 
                                                What 
                                                (Whaattt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                spot 
                                                my 
                                                people 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatttt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                don′t 
                                                matter 
                                                the 
                                                stage 
                                                we 
                                                rocking 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                house 
                                                or 
                                                your 
                                                whip 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                P. 
                                                Rhyme 
                                                Blueprint 
                                                yeah 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                it's 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                    a 
                                                kid 
                                                from 
                                                Midwest, 
                                                stripes 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sucka 
                                                free,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Paid 
                                                dues 
                                                from 
                                                them 
                                                crates 
                                                to 
                                                them 
                                                parties 
                                                to 
                                                them 
                                                mics,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                like, 
                                                I′m 
                                                not 
                                                into 
                                                to 
                                                all 
                                                them 
                                                games,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                it 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                like, 
                                                never 
                                                played 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                fame,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Vernacular 
                                                spectacular, 
                                                you 
                                                yapping 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                us,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Straight 
                                                laughing 
                                                while 
                                                you 
                                                packing 
                                                up,
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                microwave, 
                                                we 
                                                stay 
                                                the 
                                                course,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Even 
                                                if 
                                                I'm 
                                                hoarse, 
                                                I'm 
                                                galloping,
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                them 
                                                circles 
                                                to 
                                                them 
                                                figures 
                                                eights,
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                like 
                                                infinity 
                                                on 
                                                tape, 
                                                but 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                present
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reality 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                them 
                                                shows 
                                                on 
                                                repeat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                them 
                                                songs 
                                                in 
                                                rotation, 
                                                round 
                                                the 
                                                clock 
                                                on 
                                                every 
                                                station
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                waiting 
                                                for 
                                                retaliation, 
                                                hit 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                ear 
                                                lobes,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                million 
                                                shocks 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                soul, 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                pot 
                                                gold,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Keep 
                                                it 
                                                heavy 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                booth, 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                sharp 
                                                but 
                                                loose,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                don′t 
                                                matter 
                                                who 
                                                you 
                                                are, 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                it, 
                                                its 
                                                for 
                                                you.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Keep 
                                                it 
                                                heavy 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                booth, 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                sharp 
                                                but 
                                                loose,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                don't 
                                                matter 
                                                who 
                                                you 
                                                are, 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                it, 
                                                its 
                                                for 
                                                you.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                What 
                                                (Whaattt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                spot 
                                                my 
                                                people 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatttt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                don′t 
                                                matter 
                                                the 
                                                stage 
                                                we 
                                                rocking 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                house 
                                                or 
                                                your 
                                                whip 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                P. 
                                                Rhyme 
                                                Blueprint 
                                                yeah 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                it's 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                vinyl 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                wall, 
                                                like 
                                                Simon 
                                                says 
                                                "get′em 
                                                up"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shout 
                                                to 
                                                monche 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                prince, 
                                                equinox 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                fit,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rock 
                                                with 
                                                suns, 
                                                and 
                                                moons, 
                                                and 
                                                stars, 
                                                and 
                                                earth,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Underground 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                lords 
                                                chief 
                                                rocking 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                birth,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                tall, 
                                                some 
                                                smurfs, 
                                                but 
                                                its 
                                                love 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                same,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                know 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                set 
                                                it 
                                                off, 
                                                we 
                                                gon 
                                                do 
                                                it 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                range,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                your 
                                                tribe 
                                                or 
                                                your 
                                                set, 
                                                whatever 
                                                you 
                                                call 
                                                your 
                                                people,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Funk 
                                                signs 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sky, 
                                                whether 
                                                planned 
                                                or 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                fly,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                trying 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                by, 
                                                some 
                                                running 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                globe,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                together, 
                                                man 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                how 
                                                it 
                                                go,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bboys 
                                                get 
                                                down; 
                                                make 
                                                sure 
                                                the 
                                                queens 
                                                got 
                                                space,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unless 
                                                you 
                                                get 
                                                that 
                                                ok, 
                                                than 
                                                do 
                                                your 
                                                thang 
                                                all 
                                                way,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peace, 
                                                love, 
                                                having 
                                                fun, 
                                                unity 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                essence,
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                colors, 
                                                all 
                                                creeds, 
                                                positive 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                stepping,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                your 
                                                mind, 
                                                use 
                                                that 
                                                hate 
                                                as 
                                                weapon,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                going 
                                                get 
                                                tough, 
                                                Hip 
                                                Hop 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                blessing...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                What 
                                                (Whaattt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                spot 
                                                my 
                                                people 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatttt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                don't 
                                                matter 
                                                the 
                                                stage 
                                                we 
                                                rocking 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                house 
                                                or 
                                                your 
                                                whip 
                                                you 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaaatt!!!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                P. 
                                                Rhyme 
                                                Blueprint 
                                                yeah 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                it′s 
                                                like 
                                                what 
                                                (whaattt!!)
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Super String Theory
2 Not Today
3 Like What
4 Dream Chasers (feat. Blueprint & Skeptik)
5 Super String Theory (Instrumental)
6 Not Today (Instrumental)
7 Like What (Instrumental)
8 Dream Chasers (Instrumental)
9 Super String Theory (Acapella)
10 Not Today (Acapella)
11 Like What (Acapella)
12 Dream Chasers (Acapella)
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