Текст песни Run–D.M.C. - Three Little Indians

Down With The King
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Run–D.M.C.
Альбом: Down With The King
Длительность: 03:08
Рейтинг: 1225
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One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") [Jam Master Jay] Httin hard, now check the hard hit ("Jam Master.. Jay") about to flip Slide for a minute but I won't slip son God had my back since ("day.. one") Back to the track in fact the track's fat Peace to my brothers and my sisters in black Disrespect and don't know how to act You better come correct or I'ma have to bust your hat One little, two little indians and me Jam Master Jay and Run-D.M.C. We been down since (UHH) eighty-("three") And ninety-three ain't nuttin but another year to me Cause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give tips and bust lips, ?? goes the whole length So get it, get with it, that did it And if you is a critic get the didick, cause it's One little, two little, three little indians! Word up.. One little, two little, three little indians! (uh-huh, uh-huh) One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") [D.M.C.] I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to flow Recitin lines full of wisdom make decisions with Joe Tonight I'm gettin busy won't you give me my dough Night time strictly busy for the kids at the show That's my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up streets and the posse gots to have me in the Cherokee Jeeps I'm attackin like Apache boy don't have a cow [ From: ] Just give me matches for the flames because it's time to pow-wow All the suckers run for cover all the others discover One two little three little indian brothers! One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!") Here we go (7X) [Run] Begin it, bust it DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians, sleepin in a teepee an' keepin up a funky fat philosophy cause we be re-arrangin, changin, isn't it, different Told ya bout retirement, definitely infinite flavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Public Enemy I like the mic I rock upon the pad and pen a friend to me Hit ya with the truth I get to hit ya with the booth cause your troops deserve a king, proverb, hmmm! Listen, listen to the beat inside your soul Knowledge, wisdom is more precious, than gold The indians, comin, DJ, Run and claimin back the land that the man, stole from him It's bout, that time, for mine, come ?? and Jay Joe and King who are we? Little indians One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!") One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") "aight, auhh, check this out.."
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