Escucha King Kong (feat. DMX, Royce Da 5'9", KXNG Crooked & DJ Statik Selektah) de Forever M.C. & It's Different

King Kong (feat. DMX, Royce Da 5'9", KXNG Crooked & DJ Statik Selektah)

Forever M.C. & It's Different

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Forever M.C. - King Kong (feat. DMX, Royce da 5'9", KXNG Crooked, DJ Statik Selektah)

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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

DMX

Stimme und Gesang

KXNG Crooked

Stimme und Gesang

It's Different

Künstler:in

Forever M.C.

Künstler:in

DJ Statik Selektah

DJ Statik Selektah

Stimme und Gesang

Royce Da 5'9"

Stimme und Gesang

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT

It's Different

Komponist:in

Forever M.C.

Komponist:in

Letras

Make money, make money, money, money

Take money, take money, money, money

Make money, make money, money, money

Take money, take money, money, money

I'm King Kong, this my theme song

With Sky on the hook, we touched Kareem's soul

Ya' team's on, homie, dream on

In a movie 'bout pussies, you play the lead role

Sensitive rapper, ol' sensitive rappers

We meant to get active

We hand to act with killas and factors

We chillin' with trappers

We in the back with infamous jackers

And infinite clappers

Rush to the back, we get this shit crackin'

Exactly like that

The streets give me a hundred dollars credit

Keep it 100, nothing's sweet like a fuckin' diabetic

And hip-hop ain't dead

But radio programmers should be

Fuck it, I just said

Nothing I regretted

Unapologetic

This whole rap industry's like a survival quest

And a idiot sittin' behind the desk is ya' final test

First the send to you, then tax you like the IRS

Jerk me for my money, you better buy a vest

You better have a iron chest

It's like a couple of pervs, with ear fetishes

Fuck what you heard, you're irrelevant

Whether juggling birds, or hustlin' words

For mathematics we 'bout action

That's numbers and verbs

Yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ah!

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

I'm a legendary rapper

Claps a TEC quick

Blastin' at your baby basinet

Snappin' necks, snatch a necklace

All I see is money, pussy, fame, power

60 minute flights through the rain showers

That's because the plane's ours

'bouta turn these money stacks to algebra

Then shotgun your passenger

He 'bouta take a dirt nap, like Africa

And we the fuckin' Money Team

Read it and weep

Ask my why I'm leavin' the D

I'm bobbin N' weavin' the heat

Modesty is the least

Why respect you just to catch 22

Giveth to get it or expect is as catch 22

They call me King Karma, I seen crowns laid down

In extreme carnage put mean garments between me and armor

And I ain't even rhymin', man

I'm just being honest, man

I will have your body

Lying in your home while your soul flying to the promise land

Bitches actin' like I got a gold bone

'Cause I'm in they stomach like sonogram

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ah!

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Make money, make money, money, money

Take money, take money, money, money

Man, don't party talk a ****

Like I'm in the wheelchair

And you straight trying to walk a ****

I'm from New York, ****

Pull out and bang 'em

With the hawk, ****

Bop, bop, bop

Outlined in chalk, ****

Stick a fork in a ****

I'm in the gym jumpin' rope

Liftin' weights, body bags, speed bag

You can't cope

Every word that I ever said

I hang on to it

And even though I said it

If it wasn't true

He ain't gon' do it

I write in my books

'Cause my books is what I say

And what I say, it's my life

'Cause the life hit the wave

'Cause of the path that's in the dark, hurt so long

I spit it from the heart from the start

I can't go wrong

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

We gon get it (What!)

Give it to 'em (Yeah!)

We gon' get it (What!)

Now give it to 'em (C'mon!)

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