Pure 90 (Rapping Queen) (Apelogies 2020)

Текст песни Cypress Hill and Shaka Ponk - Pure 90 (Rapping Queen) (Apelogies 2020)

They call me Super Vato (yeah)
And I'm in full effect, nigga
But you don't know what that means, motherfucker, right?

Yo checking on the cicis badass of the tricolor style
Frenchy clowns out of tune on a prime
I'm an old fuck, I know my rhyme
Me gusta Busta con the flow (motherfucker)

I ain't got enough fingers to count
These cheesy rappers kings of autotune
But only one finger (boom) 't's what you gonna get, gonna get crappy monkey MC
Rage, Cypress, Insane in the brain, House of pain
That's the big game, cut the shit
Well, I don't care about your hip hop shit

I don't care about your hip hop shit
'Cause I'm a monkey o' pure '90
You easy dizzy like A-B-C
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

I don't care about your hip hop shit
'Cause I'm a monkey o' pure 90
You easy dizzy like A-B-C
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

He's a rapping queen
Rapping queen
He's a rapping queen

I don't care about your hip hop shit
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

Been doing this since '91, motherfucker
Do the math, nigga, yeah
Veterano, bitch, right?
What's up though, youngster?

Let me tell you 'bout this hip hop shit
You gotta be steady and ready with them hit
Survival of the fit means do or die
If you ain't coming with them verses you bound to die

Been there, done that and paid them due
You YouTube nigga say got no clue
I don't mumble, I just stay humble
Guerrilla warfare, welcome to the jungle

Welcome to the jungle, Daddy Rumble never never gonna get
Neva get my crap rap queen
Just get in your DeLorean time machine
And go back in the days, and go back in the days

Back in the day that was pure as a devil
Red hot chick, I was pretty high level
Radios suck, give it a shot, show me what you got (oohaaa)
Well I don't give a fuck

Bizkit, Wu Tang, straight outta Compton
Don't you even know that sound?
You can call me an old school freak
Well, I don't care about your hip hop shit

I don't care about your hip hop shit
'Cause I'm a monkey o' pure 90
You easy dizzy like A-B-C
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

I don't care about your hip hop shit
'Cause I'm a monkey o' pure 90
You easy dizzy like A-B-C
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

He's a rapping queen
Rapping queen
He's a rapping queen

I don't care about your hip hop shit
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen

Hey, nigga, when you go home late night
Pray you can rap as long as me, motherfucker
Before I put my gat up in your stomach, motherfucker
(Motherfucker)

Ain't no time, ain't no Fonky Town
I'm a brand new nigga with a brand new sound
Ain't no time in the Monkey Town
Let it jump jump, let it jump, jump around

Ain't no time, I'm a shot you down
Got a hit in the oven, I'm a cooking you down (fuck you)
Ain't no time, ain't no Monkey sound
You gotta jump jump, you gotta jump, jump around

Ain't no time, ain't no Fonky Town
Ain't no time, ain't no Fonky Town
Ain't no time, ain't no time, ain't no time, ain't no time

Ain't no time, ain't no Fonky Town
I'm a brand new nigga with a brand new sound
Ain't no time, ain't no Monkey sound
You gotta jump jump, you gotta jump, jump around

Ain't no time, ain't no Fonky Town
I'm a brand new nigga with a brand new sound
Ain't no time, ain't no Monkey sound
You gotta jump jump, you gotta jump, jump around

Checking on the cicis rappers of the tricolor style
Empty losers out of pride
I'm a monkey, I know my rights
Get the fuck out of my sight

I'm a ninety mighty motherfuck public enemy
An old wannabe who never gonna be
You dance bozo on your Facebook hit?
Well, I don't care about your hip hop shit

I don't care about your hip hop shit
'Cause I'm a monkey o' pure 90
You easy dizzy like A-B-C
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen
He's a rapping queen

I don't care about your hip hop shit
My monkey, monkey is a rapping queen
Yeah
Fuck you