Перевод песни MC Lyte – What's My Name Yo
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In comes the boom to the bam here I stands Make 'em all understand that I got the master plan And I'm ready to work, I go bezerk A mention to Kid Capri, and the one Red Alert now I'm Ready for the showdown, who's the lowdown? I'm in a rude mood honey you're goin down Lickity split, swallow that spit, she make it a tidbit Blows that you expected from the clique Or the group of the people that I hang with Rather my crew, my posse, my mossie It's a big thing when we hang cause we rip when we wreck When we hit, what the heck? We puttin phony niggas in check Seek what I reap; follow you'll learn or get burned I ain't afraid to buck and earn My cash flow, I get ass though Fast or slow, I got the master flow What's my name yo? I rip shop, I never flip-flop, I take flight From the tip-top I rule hip-hop just how I like! I just want this to be well understood I'm here to do good and not to bite on somebody's wood Years and years gone by I prepared to be paid for the rest of my decade I set up investments And never will you ever see Lyte a contestant On a Jeapordy game show Cause that's lame though, what's my name yo? It's the L to the Y to the T you know the rest I'm, truly blessed I know the route to express my Inner thoughts and now you're caught But I'ma let you proceed, cause I'ma succeed With or without you because I don't need The negativity, nor do I need the bad energy That you're tryin to give to me! What's my name yo? Here comes the wagon, you know I'm never braggin So what I'm XX, my pants are still saggin Boots still stompin, raisin 'em often From New York umm or should I say — Compton And back cause I'm all that I flip a track, because I'm so damn FAT! I get it loose, I got juice, I spread it I'm the best, now there, I said it Now the 4−1-1 is out And all the hip-hoppers know just what I'm talkin about! Underground I rock my sound Up top I still wreck shop So don't even talk about how I went commercial When you need to take your ass to rehearsal Your show is torn, done, ripped So until you get your show down pat, don't pop no lip Seckle that noise, don't be rowdy Cat gotta scratch, yo Mike, I'm Audi What's my name yo?