[intro - George Benson and Quincy Jones]
(..) is, uh, the skills. - Yes, he has the skills... - the dexterity to play ! - right, which he earned as a musician that went through the streets (hmhm) Wherever you wanna go .. to get his ability to, uh, .. you know, in a nutshell, the .. what I'm talkin' about is that he's a man that said .. [he] didn't ask the question "How do I get over?"; "How do I get better" - an' better - is what he said. And better, and better, and better. And that's the school I came from
[Mecki Mark Men – Love Feeling sample]
[Verse 1: Ka]
To our production, much destruction for our appetite
With steel fist, if meal missed wasn't for lack of might
We been bingin, we purgin dividends with snub nose
My bud's rose, my service citizens
Cain and Abel, my rappin' plight, wrote on same table they packaged white
Ain't wrapped this tight if catching stripe and ain't actin trife
Vowed to Lord, crowds'll applaud if ain't clap at night
Drew Tecs, when others was two sexed, hermaphrodite
Tho a bowl full of rodents, you notice no rat in sight
Tried to go hard at school, stayed for the best classes
Just wasn't the sharpest tool, paid for my trespasses
A modest student got saluted when I met masters
Thinking of fear, blinking here, you feel death's lashes
A man with standard flaws, show 'em what the damage caused
No Christmas wishlists, all I got was Santa's claws
When I lost members my friends would say my fam' is yours
Ka move fly jewels though I may never land rewards
You either cookin or jukin', that's how a crook fathom
Cousin said the judge judged, soon as he looked at him
While he plead, could hardly read - still threw the book at him
A true verse, but too terse - I hope the hook grab 'em
Yeah, I hope the hook grab 'em
(..) is, uh, the skills. - Yes, he has the skills... - the dexterity to play ! - right, which he earned as a musician that went through the streets (hmhm) Wherever you wanna go .. to get his ability to, uh, .. you know, in a nutshell, the .. what I'm talkin' about is that he's a man that said .. [he] didn't ask the question "How do I get over?"; "How do I get better" - an' better - is what he said. And better, and better, and better. And that's the school I came from
[Mecki Mark Men – Love Feeling sample]
[Verse 1: Ka]
To our production, much destruction for our appetite
With steel fist, if meal missed wasn't for lack of might
We been bingin, we purgin dividends with snub nose
My bud's rose, my service citizens
Cain and Abel, my rappin' plight, wrote on same table they packaged white
Ain't wrapped this tight if catching stripe and ain't actin trife
Vowed to Lord, crowds'll applaud if ain't clap at night
Drew Tecs, when others was two sexed, hermaphrodite
Tho a bowl full of rodents, you notice no rat in sight
Tried to go hard at school, stayed for the best classes
Just wasn't the sharpest tool, paid for my trespasses
A modest student got saluted when I met masters
Thinking of fear, blinking here, you feel death's lashes
A man with standard flaws, show 'em what the damage caused
No Christmas wishlists, all I got was Santa's claws
When I lost members my friends would say my fam' is yours
Ka move fly jewels though I may never land rewards
You either cookin or jukin', that's how a crook fathom
Cousin said the judge judged, soon as he looked at him
While he plead, could hardly read - still threw the book at him
A true verse, but too terse - I hope the hook grab 'em
Yeah, I hope the hook grab 'em
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