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letra de nyc hood anthem - i.m.c.

(introduction)
your honor, these young men are on trial
and responsible for the degradation of hip-hop
clearly writing rhymes that are not their own
auto tune, and dressing ambiguously
not to mention the fact that everything they talk about
goes against what hip hop music is supposed to stand for
i ask for the maximum sentence

[verse 1]
chilling with my peoples till we reach the sunset
and get up on the mic, no i’m not finished yet
yes it is my job to k!ll all these mc’s
clear the spot out till it’s all empty
what you never heard of me?, i k!ll wack crews
eliminate the squad till they’re battered and abused
yes it is my view that you will get taken
twist off your kneecaps :bugaloo breakin’
i destroy satan, turn him into gun powder
just to let him know who’s mighty with the power
everyday and hour i just sit inside my room
try to write raps to expand in full bloom
homie you need a broom to pick up your failed career
go and put the mic down cause mr. “i” is here
only too clear for your ear, i make moves
i gotta pump the crowd if i want to pay dues
i’m talking to you!

[chorus]

this is where i come (new york city)
this where i rock man (nyc)
and if you didn’t know boy (i put it down)
rock on the microphone (invincibly)
what you need to do is shut up (when i’m spittin’)
try to free your mind boy (open up)
and i’m the realest in the game (that’s the truth)
while these cats acting tough (no they not!)

[verse 2]
i came to attack and trap all these whack acts on the stage
with the force of my magnet, i’m going to pull them away
so what you say, my technique slice and dice
when he’s on the mic: ayo son, that kid’s too nice!
while other crews act trife, try to present a clean image
i aim to be myself and stay away from the scrimmage
no need to indulge in fancy cars and nightstands
if you want to make a change you got to be your own man
set out your whole plan, so you won’t be duped by rupe
too many mc’s claim they rich, but all they get is scoops
living off pipe dreams like shooting the hoop
roll up to your block, in an sl coupe
you always say you fly and your fresh to death
but i see your zipper open and your stinking breath
so just stop the lies before i make you go and hide
i do this well, it’s like a burning in my side

[chorus]

[verse 3]
came with the beat just to rattle your seat
vibrations in the ground, breaking up concrete
that’s how you know my sound when you hear it in these speakers
up in the streets, straight blast like ether
call the police you gonna need a street sweeper
rhymes too fresh, blow up like a beeper
and if you talking trash, i am my brother’s keeper
show you how to flow on the mic get deeper
too many cats playing with this gift that they got
shoot for the “j”, and they miss on the block
you think that you hot, till you wind up in the gutter
go back to the days of eating beans, bread, and b-tter
chillin on sutter, 23 and ely
see me past by and they say: oh me why ???
c’mon man, do i really have to explain anymore

[chorus]

[outro]
after reviewing the material of the case
i now sentence you to four years of remedial rhyme cl-ss
that is it, court is adjourned

- i m c

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