Lyrics:
at the point of hammer click
You could either read a little Marx or hang with Spiddyocks
When the bass faces fix the deepest cuts they're the sickest
Then we
the tape
Get the bass
One hundred plus one
Multitrack
Patch bay, patch bay
EQ low cut
Free post
Frequency one thousand
La da, da, da
VCO
VCA
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
This one here's for the west coast
It's cold in the winter out here
The desert funk and the bass go thump
When I roll in my focus no fear
I'm trying
confused
Cut it up pack into boxes
All labeled dictionary words
Argument, define, protect the borders
Keep the Jack inside the box
Now go around in search
I been all alone, surrounded by dead friends
Steady jacking static, they ain't ready for the backend
Money comin' in, I won't meet the dead end
making tracks that bump
Rattle your brain from the bass in the trunk
Taking over real quick one by one
Always on point like a blowgun
Don't come with
Homies be the haters imma hit em with it later
Hated by my neighbors cause we cooking with the flavor
Got some homies in the city they ain't got no
on the drummer's cut
I boogie, man, you little kiddies shook and pulled the covers up
MC Mykel Hawk is undeniably dope
You never hear me drop a song I ain't entirely
Numero Uno"
D to the E to the D and a fucking I
Hookers can't walk by because I gotta try
I push up and I prove to skins
To cut that zero for a nigga with
and the butter to the bread
Don't be misled by what I say
You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes
? man cut, I'm faster than Flash is
You're the one
and busting the bass; (BOOM BOOM) bitches holler back
When I come attack all the rappers tryna come and jack the flow
Don't know I got it by the duffle bag
(Ay, you could turn it down if it get too loud)
(I got money comin' in by the pound)
(My name is JoMNi)
(You better know better)
(You know I'm
Vanilla
Ice ice baby, Vanilla
Ice ice baby, Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point,
I'm a psycho
I'm a terrorist, spreading nitrous oxide through the air
Through the freqency and bass
Breathe it in, play the album
Let the songs touch
Just checkin' my microphone once
As I check your audio
Increase the bass response
Hope n the speakers blow
I got no time to sit and flip
And pop
bespoke, hits dope, brass Knuckles go up in smoke, bass
Knuckles go up in smoke, bass
Try to see us as we fly by
Bugatti speed wave bye bye
Got you surprised
and the butter to the bread
Don't be misled by what I say
You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes
? man cut, I'm faster than Flash is
You're the one
worth out the window
Had to replace it
I rise when the bass hits
Seeking greatness
Tryna get up to the Top Tier from the basement
You want the proper
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
life, you wish it was a Too $hort rap
But you gots no game, and your bass ain't fat
You need to quit, rapping just ain't your place
So back
I wake up
I recognize you're lookin' at me
For the pay cut
But homicide be lookin' at you
From the face down
What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down
of here.
Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line.
(Intro Chorus)
What fuck is up? In the place to be.
Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E.
Dre is
the cut
Fisticuffs, the lady gave her eighty-some paper cut
Now picture us it's ridiculous you curse at the thought
'Cause when I spit the verse the shit
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