Back in the day, we slow kiss And man, I did search for an interior motive 'Cuz all your look is sound hype I wanna see if you're worthwhile, settlin'
Tercüme: Slick Rick. Neden, neden, neden.
[Slick Rick] Back in the day, we slow kiss And man, I did search for an interior motive Cuz all your look is sound hype I wanna see if your worthwhile
Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate
like a cripple Balance weight through the hood Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my nickel Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you As if I was Slick Rick
bendin' a whore, pretendin' I'm on Thirty on eighty-five like Jay Barnes, Sean Paul Beef wit New York rappers, I'm killin' 'em all On my Slick Rick shit
nick I kick more ass than Bruce Lee's Nike's did Just in the nick I kick on the geek stick, flick a Bic Dick a chick, Slick-er than Rick around the
see you wind it, wind it, wind it I wanna see you I wanna see you Push it baby, oh, just push that thang on me Push it baby, I wanna see you I wanna see you Rick
on his feet Now, they recognize if ya slaughterin' the beat And if it wasn't for rappin', I'd have ya daughter on the street I been the same since Kane and Slick Rick
wrong with mike g Now you tell me, you're havin a baby Jimmy hat, I blame it on you H-it's it's it's all because, of you " slick rick "There's not a
no top on it, toupee Rubber grip, stainless steel, the night look gray Yeah, this that fly shit, patch over the eye shit Slick Rick, bruh, these bitches
(featuring Slick Rick) [Common] Yeah yeah You know, Slick, why do he wanna come crib Acting like he know how the brothers live? We have to let 'em
guy) Arabian mind with source to fire arm Caesar, waves bangin', brown wallibies Empty cigars stay smoked in cool cars Queens escobars wear jewels like scars You heavy gold, Slick Rick
[chorus] When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" - slick rick Droolin from the mouth
you blindcause your whole flow Your show, your style, you know it's all mine The first time you learned to spit It was either me, Kane, Rakim or Slick Rick
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain My {shit} went bang but it only fired a blank, he said (You need bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Slick Rick
't pave the way Remember poppin' and lockin' to Kurtis Blow the name belts And Scott La Rock the Super Hoe back in Latin Quarters When Slick Rick was
