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What's That (?Que Eso?) (那是什么) - Tony Touch
Written by：Maseo
Took Spanish one for four years just so you know
Spit my sh*t right here
Oigame malo muchacho
Mos def con tony flaco el idioma que yo hablo
Pretty young champ like Camacho spitting the hot flow
B boy shout Zulu gestapo bro
You know my stilo cigarillo con tamarindo
Habichuelas negras arroz Amarillo
Yo soy suave viejito campeon national Como Tito
Bringing the heat bro unique when I speak yo
Doing my way like carlito beats by m a s e o
From panama to puerto Rico play my jam on caliente noventa y siete
On the expressway and press play see what ya neck say
Duro siempre para mi gente ganamos
Se acabo venga vamos corillo alcen las manos
Blowing ya spot like I got toast
A lotta mc's is def but they not mos and not close
Understand it when I shine all your light is through
Ya niggas wack in one language I'm nice in two f**k is you
Que eso tu no sabe mi sonido
Siempre ganamos nunca perdimos
Para quien blanco negro Latino
Del mundo cuando junto que profundo
Que eso tu no sabe mi sonido
Siempre ganamos nunca perdimos
Para quien blanco negro Latino
Corillo so my street folk come unidos
I got chips to Ziploc grips to burst
Non conventional original b boy my peeps call me merc'
I'm from n y c so see why in me
There's a lot of hustlin' found around my cheek
Sippin' strawberry daq that ain't never been f**ked
Try to catch me off balance man you sh*t outta luck
Cause we got more rams and I drivin' y'all
Got the people like the jams more live than y'all
I'm wit tone touch while ya all touched in the head
Such a lethal combination got you facin' the red
And um yo you don't want no parts in that
You style so p**sy last name should be cat
We taking it back like flea stacks and pylons
Wit the ladies in a frenzy runnin' they nylon
Reveal flesh to test cause I love bruisin' 'em
Treat my battles like my children ni**a I'm never losin' 'em
Aiyo what's that you don't know that's my sound yo
No one can rock it like this we put it down yo
For who black white purple or brown yo
It's mos de la and touch we hold the crown yo
Pero what's that you don't know that's my sound yo
No one can rock it like this we put it down yo
For who black white purple or brown yo
So all my street folk come on gather
Pardon me son but the only Spanish I knew was dame UN beso
Cut b**ches wit niggas who nettin' the peso
Ya breathin' on beats like this if you say so
I stay sippin' on god theories so where the case yo
Wait flow on four floors like film edits
F**k sayin' the name you read it in the credits
Sit that a** down on my lyrics
We servin' niggas up some beans and rice everything is everything
Heavy metal thing rock wit mos and pos and us
Written flows get broke down by the comas
From l lawn I green sh*t up in my wallets
To fly the wrong places and get red like scarlet
How I dollar it I just earn the say
So when the itchy itchy come I satisfy the crave
And let it fall a little too much
I let tone touch my ears to let the b******t disappear
Pa''fuera tu no sabe mi manera
Native tongue puttin' it down donde quiera
De la mos def wit a candela
Borinquen que Bonita bandera
Respect the architect or be next to catch a pela
I send ya all runnin' home to your abuela
Cash rap over a beat or acapella
Kick a wicked rhyme like a fortune teller
This fella se pone feo quando llego
I still be shoutin' out cats in San Diego
I'm still in effect and I'm still doing the huevo
I still be putting it down till I'm a viejo
Man you can't tell me nothin' about the juego
I told ya suck as before leg go my Eggo
Yet you insist upon playin' wit fuego
But I catch you on the rebound hasta luego pendejo
Tu no sabe mi sonido
Siempre ganamos nunca perdimos
Para quien blanco negro Latino
Del mundo cuando junto que profundo
Que eso tu no sabe mi sonido
Siempre ganamos nunca perdimos
Para quien blanco negro Latino
Corillo so my street folk come unidos