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It s da bomb
it s da bomb
I drop bombs like Hiroshima
it s da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it s da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
And I m called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac

Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Well, here it comes
say what
Here it comes
It s the quicka rippa ripper
Known to flip a script like it ain t notin
All ya MC s that used to MCs better duck an
Run an hide cause it s too late to try to make it right
Ya just messed up and I ain t tryin to let ya slide
Cause I ain t the one for that I ain t the one that slack
I m the Miggida-Miggida-Mac pack and I ain t takin jack
I don t care who you get or who ya wit
Just know you won t be equipped to what it takes to break this krossed
out kid
I ve got deez off dout clout cause I m deez off doubt
I m bad suckas if ya wanna know what I m talkin about
So lay your cards on the table cause I m able to rock
When ever, where ever I still rocks the cradle
Cause i m a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun
And in my eyes, nigga, you don t want none
Cause on the mike I get dum-ditty ditty-dum
So watcha back when I say here it comes

I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it s da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
And I m called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac

Well, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Well, here it comes
say what
Here it comes

understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor
we get our own on our own ain t askin for no favors
we re true to what we do that s how we be
so just reason with the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

I betcha never thought you would here it like this
Some funk for the trunk by this nigga named Kris
See, I ain t into the game
I m true to the gang
I m poppin your thang til the party people swing
Cause I m a little rough neck
Tiffy-tiffy tough neck
Cause what gettin nough respect
And all those little punks talkin junk bring it on
Cause I just love takin punks outta homes
why
Cause I m a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun
And in my eyes, nigga, you don t want none
So watcha back or comments will startcha runnin
And do-do on yourself when you hear the daddy comin

I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it s da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
And I m called the Daddy Mac

But, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Well, here it
say what
Comes
I ll be coming around the mountain when I come droppin a bomb
Creepin up on those Romper Room suckas who wanna get some
So feel the wrath of a brat with the Mac pack
Walkin away you re like the bottom of a door mat
I didn t gain props cause I was a suckas daughter
I had to earn them droppin dynamite like Jimmy Walker
I can pay Donny Mars in a sticky cage
Give me 30-30 half-callibar half-gage
And if you don t know what I m talkin about
Test me out
We re in the big part of in The Last Boyscout
Scopin a needle is like a needle in a haystack
Press the new rookie breakin rims down like Shaq
You think you re dealin with a weak boy step back
Cause I m comin up like a Veteran on a phat track
I m bein all I wanna be so you tell Uncle Tom
Dat Da Brat done drop da bomb

I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it s da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
And I am what they call Da Brat

Hey there little darling, where d the old man go?
Why don t we get out of town and do it all night long?
We can lie out in the field til the morning light
Then me and your old man are gonna have to fight

Hej mały

Hej mały chłopcze,
gdzie masz dom?
Czy znasz swe pragnienia i cele,
do których chcesz dojść?

Hej mały chłopcze,
jeszcze za mało wiesz o życiu.
Tu żądzą prawa pieniędzy
i nie ma litości, nie ma...

Idź na przód, idź
nie oglądaj się za siebie.
Bo za Tobą nie...

W strugach deszczu

W strugach deszczu rozpływam się, usta drżą i czuję lęk,
po mej twarzy wolno tak toczy się kolejna łza,
w strugach deszczu moknie też fotografia ta w dłoni mej,
wszystko to co zostało mi z tamtych chwil,
te wspomnienia wciąż kręcą się tu,
jak jadowity wąż kusić chcą znów.

Ref.:
Nie, nie...

Closer to heaven

Never been closer to heaven
Never been further away
Never been closer to heaven
Never beenfurther away

Give me hope
Give me all your love
Tell me now
You`re coming homa tonight
Have some faith
In the love we share...

Z lękiem w oczach

Pod gołym niebem, pod znieczuleniem
Jak ślepy człowiek chodziłeś błędnie
A życie obok płynęło rzeką
Sam sobie byłeś biednym kaleką
Staczałeś się jak z góry kamienie
Do dna ci było bliżej niż na powierzchnie
A byli ludzie chcieli ci pomóc
Na wyciągniętą dłoń im naplułeś

Jak...