Nuff Said (1992) (исполнитель: Kool G Rap & DJ Polo)
[Kool G. Rap] Here's the [bad word] magnificent I'll even bag innocent [bad word] See suckers like there was ten I sent So if [bad word] in my way - great, I pull out the trey - eight Kool G. Rap's your fate, and not your playmate So all you niggaz on the floor, [bad word] that [bad word] is dead Tell it to the [bad word] mortician So get ready to let the led out, I'm knockin niggaz dead out and blowin the back of your [bad word] head out Cookin niggaz better than mama's dinner So let the drama enter, I'm sendin niggaz to the trauma center Because I'm rollin with force, tearin niggaz out the frame like they was pictures of a [bad word] that I divorced Boss, [bad word] on [bad word] get wild and loose I whoop your [bad word] [bad word] and get arrested for child abuse Even your [bad word] can get it [bad word] I shove the barrel of a nine up her behind and pull the [bad word] trigger Goin Psycho like Norman Bates, G. you better sedate Because lately niggaz ain't able to take me It ain't a man in the land that can stand G. Rap Save that candy-rap, [bad word] for the handicapped Niggaz'll get slayed like a bunch of play pirates [bad word] with me, y'alld rather [bad word] with the AIDS [bad word] Cause I set em up wet em up like sprinkles And put niggaz to sleep longer than Rip Van Winkle The quicker the [bad word] the quicker the hit, I'm peakin a fit Leavin niggaz sicker than Liberace's [bad word] Good luck, another hood bucked I kick you so far up your [bad word] I get my [bad word] foot stuck See I manage to give niggaz more than a bandage Blue Cross and Blue Shield, couldn't cover the [bad word] damage Cause I'm bold and bigger, puttin manholes in niggaz and holdin triggers up, to them golddiggers So if you all over my [bad word] just like [bad word] My rap is so fat, I make ? and ? ? blubber You better duck, I'm like a volcano when I [bad word] you [bad word] [bad word] rappers'll get [bad word] And you'll be one hoe, like Marilyn Monroe left on death row, because I let the gun go bang blow your [bad word] brains out But you need more than detergent to get that [bad word] stain out Cause I serve more crabs than Red Lobster's When I pop shots, I leave lotsa dead mobsters Put down the microphone whether unknown or famous You're out of luck and I don't give a [bad word] what your name is Boy you better split, cause I'ma house [bad word] My [bad word] #39;ll be rich if you niggaz wants to put your money where your mouth is Gassed up [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] set it Cause when I pick up the gun, that be the end of the unleaded Now you could be a gold or a platinum artist But deep down, you [bad word] silly clowns know who's the hardest Niggaz I watered down with the quarter pound cause my slaughter sound can be caught around and found the slaughter town For the clowns got eighty rounds worth of ammo Play it again Sam, put on my jams, [bad word] a piano I'm leavin lame niggaz brain dead Aww [bad word] it, nuff said