[ti:Too Many Rappers (featuring Nas) (Feat. Nas)]
[ar:Beastie Boys]
[al:Too Many Rappers (featuring Nas)]
[by:lrc.d4321.com]
[00:05.000] Mic check, mic check
[00:10.600] One (one), two (two), three (three)
[00:12.800] Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[00:15.400] It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[00:17.700] MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[00:21.100] Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[00:23.700] With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[00:26.100] Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[00:27.800] So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
[00:30.600] Yo, I been in the game since before you was born
[00:33.200] I might still be emceein' even after you're gone
[00:35.900] Strange thought, I know, but my skills still grow
[00:38.600] The 80's, the 90's, 2000's, and so
[00:41.400] On and on until the crack of dawn
[00:43.500] Until the year 3000 and beyond
[00:46.300] Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die
[00:49.400] 'Cause death is the cousin of sleep
[00:51.200] Because I'm back with a bang boogie oogie oogie
[00:54.000] Strawberry letter 23 like Shuggie
[00:56.700] Oh, my God, just look at me
[00:59.000] Grandpa been rappin' since '83
[01:01.500] Oh, I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad
[01:04.400] Got crazy ass **** pullin' out the bag
[01:06.700] Don't forget the tartar sauce, yo, 'cause it's sad
[01:09.200] All these crap rappers, they're rappin' like crabs
[01:11.400] I have carte blanche, the vagabond
[01:14.000] Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund
[01:16.900] I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real'a
[01:19.500] You ain't a shot, a mobster, or a drug dealer
[01:22.100] A slug peeler, you're not, mafioso, no
[01:24.800] You ain't got the cutthroat in ya, beginner
[01:27.400] I ain't tryin' to hear your racket
[01:29.100] You work with police dog, you snitch, you rat, you wear that jacket
[01:32.100] How many rappers must get dissed
[01:35.000] Gimme eight bars, and watch me bless this
[01:37.100] I start to reminisce, oh, when I miss
[01:40.000] The real hip hop with which I persist
[01:42.500] Like rum in mojitos, bullets and banditos
[01:45.000] Matzah balls in soup, jackets and troop
[01:47.700] Yes, y'all, this is one for the history books
[01:50.100] Nasty Nas, what's the word, count it off on the hook
[01:52.500] Let's go! One (one), two (two), three (three)
[01:55.000] Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[01:57.700] It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[02:00.000] MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[02:03.400] Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[02:06.100] With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[02:08.300] Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[02:10.200] So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
[02:33.800] 'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain
[02:36.100] To blow you ******** rappers straight out the frame
[02:38.800] My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister
[02:41.400] So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer
[02:44.100] Too many rappers to shake a stick at
[02:46.000] I outta charge a tax for every weak rap
[02:48.500] I had to listen to 'cause we be makin' stacks
[02:51.100] Like Stax Records, my squad we gotta pack, we never coming whack
[02:56.500] To all you crab rappers and hackers
[02:59.100] And Circuit Fenders, two-tone splendor
[03:01.500] I take the cake, I stole the mold
[03:04.500] The golden microphone, well that's mine to hold
[03:07.100] And why all these biters all up in my crotch space?
[03:09.800] Sniffin', puffin', huffin', and mean muggin' with a Blimpie Bluffin
[03:15.000] Back up off me, sucka, you ain't sayin' nothin'
[03:17.300] I'm broader than Broadway, I was in project hallways
[03:19.600] Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day
[03:22.500] I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay
[03:25.100] And when this song finished, y'all can sing along with this
[03:27.500] By the way, I have a strong fetish for Christian Louboutin steppers
[03:31.100] I hear Russian blonde's the wettest
[03:32.900] But anyway, I better pay homage to my fellas
[03:35.300] And that's what's on my mind and the rhyme, who's next up?
[03:38.300] Mike D, the man of mystery
[03:40.500] History in the makin', and now we're takin'
[03:43.100] Titles, awards, and accolades
[03:45.500] Scarin' the competition as I sharpen my blades
[03:48.100] We come together like peanut butter and sandwiches
[03:50.600] Like pen and paper, like Picasso and canvases
[03:53.600] Rockin' stadiums and shitty bars
[03:55.800] Go back in time, send a fax from my car
[03:58.300] One (one), two (two), three (three)
[04:00.400] Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[04:03.100] It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[04:05.400] MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[04:08.800] Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[04:11.600] With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[04:13.900] Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[04:15.600] So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out