Super Luv аккорды от
Ultra
Ultra

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Тональность: Eb major
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"Yo, what's up I'm Tamika Jones
from 'Keep it Real' Magazine, and I'm
About to enter the minds of two of the most
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controversial rappers of
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One of the most underrated rap groups of all time,
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the Ultramagnetic
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MC's. First, cool Keith,
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why in your songs do you always refer to the
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Words anal and rectum? And why do you
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always use the words doo- doo and
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Pee- pee?"
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"Because that's what the whole
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fucking rap industry is.
Besides, I have other words like gorilla,
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parakeet, giraffe,and
Also, monkey"
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As I strike in your area, shut
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down close your shops
Your crew got high blood pressure,
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you still bite on pork chops
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Your style is greasy,
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so what your hair is nappy peasy
I wet your brain and tie your
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penis to the two train
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Drag you down the tracks,
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spray paint like artifacts
With the rest of your crew,
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tied and smeared with dog doo- doo
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You know my trash bags are packed,
lick my nut sacs
Emcees are still wack,
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on the new smell like mildew
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Gimmicks is your plan, strategy
is stop your marketing
When you rhyme the mic steps
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from the socket and
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You could never be classic,
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your rappin skill's plastic
All that hard and mean look I'll
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get your ass kicked
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Pistol whupped like a bitch,
get smacked by your pimp
Your steelo's undercover,
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corny on the real brother
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Keep that mop down,
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just like your album sound
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You flop, no niggas bound
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to make my head bop
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So save that cartoon shit
for Saturday
Everything is booty
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Between your legs you sport a cootie
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Don't fuck with me
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"Holy
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anal catastrophe cool Keith,
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that's fucking amazing! But I think
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Your fans will want to know how you'll
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accomplish this. Can you
Explain this to me?"
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With the
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A1 6600 phone detector
Y'all can't tap my shit,
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eavesdropping in the projects
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Missiles dropped,
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your narrow hard times stories flop
I'll throw grenades and blow
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your rectum out your fucking block
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Hush town,
your staircase becomes a mental town
Cover your peephole,
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wires reach bombs in your window
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Your elevator stopped,
your bubblegum sitting below
I thought so, your verbal shit
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wasn't fucking pro
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Go flush your toilet, crack the bowl,
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see the fucking bomb
Three seconds flat your fucking
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chest splatters in your palm
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Iranian arab with muslim
bells on my face
Skeleton bones,
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I stash bazookas in the chicken place
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My helmet's from haiti,
infrared's at my house
Uptown bronx with cheese traps
for you fucking mouse
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Federal tax bullshit
I light your real estate
Raw in to stop (?), your
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asshole's tied to a milk crate
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Suck my nuts with dual tube
night vision goggles
Biological agents blew Waco
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Texas
Dynamite's packed in trunks,
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alarms on your Lexus
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Suck my dick for real, my 44 mag is steel
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I'll catch you out there, your
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crew'll have grey hair
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"Super luv, super
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luv, baby, su per luv,
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superman,
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su perman luv, lois
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Lane, superman luv,
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superman."
Outro 1
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