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Step Back

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

See if you can step to this

(Back to the lab)

Now try to do this step (Back to the lab)
And make sure the pace is kept
And this ain't

This exercise came from no one offering deals
And all night listening, going through beats I feel
And long drives in pre-owned automobiles

in the lab, cookin it up
I never relax
Diamonds dancing exercise doing jumping jacks
Cotton candy kush, bitch im smokin on some wax
Talking up

What, What, What, What
Sick, Slatt
I was bright like the moon
Light like a spoon
In my cocoon
Resuming zoom
They called me a coon
Exercise uh, um

black pistol
The cop with the flashlight chew gum as he whistle
Tapped on the glass, roll it down fast
License, registration address to your lab
They

black pistol
The cop with the flashlight chew gum as he whistle
Tapped on the glass, roll it down fast
License, registration address to your lab
They

the block with blow
Usually in the lab with
A pad blowing tropical
Working on changing the game and
Making lots of dough put my hustle down
Throw my muscle

Doin Drive byes With My Mother Fucking Vatos
Im Doing Exercise Trynna Keep My Figure
Ive Been Standing Out Side All Day With My Vato
They Take Me

tea when you add too much water not enough sugar in to it
They know my identity actually in a lab they created me
I did some thangs now the agency begin

But i'm to the tracks like we back to racing
Just relapsed from the fact that we steady aging
So its back to the lab with the steady cases
We still

niggas up under us
I ran up a check
Book a flight with my number one
Bout to get her a tummy tuck
I stay in the lab
Wanna know what I'm cooking up
Hit

the back
I be in the trap, sike, I be in the lab
And she be in my lap, I ain't even mean to brag
We be getting racks and we never looking back
Got a CD in

strapped
Come in head down I don't need no mask
Stay cookin boy I stay in the lab
Dog shit boy like I'm a lab
And you mad now haha I laugh
Built the beat up

Network

The Pharcyde

Plain Rap

2000

[Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]
Pharcyde make mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, grab vest while I commence
To execute with acute precision, cause

Got a little cold look

Don't mention my name if
It ain't love attached
This exercise, man I love to rap
It only take a couple bars for me to warm up

a mock exam, they will never set my destiny
The game look sweeter but I gotta exercise before the glucose choke my pancreasse
Dropping bars uncontrollably

through
Some lab test, grab vest while I commence
To execute with acute precision, cause collision
Got caught up in the head bobbing, neck jerking

Jab this jab that
Just a Lab rat for the fat cats
With A Pharma tat
And a black hat

Masked unmasked
Where my Karen's at?
Boost this boost that
Vaccine

as ill as I am
Bitch I'm on my way to zion

Said I couldn't rap no mo
But that don't float
Back in the lab
When the cap go bloat
Comin' at rock
With

a tutor 
I'm super sly like a cooper
So cut it out like a tumor 
You, need to recognize
My flow is weaponized 
Running this like exercise
You in ya bag like

demons be
Til amat troubled my lab pricked seeking eternity

Street Runner gotta stop running some time
You need shelter love shelter let it be mine
Street

greed
And a little exercise and fresh air is all we need
And the reason the media keeps promoting the rise in cases
Because of inpatients, tested

nothin' break my stride
When I exercise my rhymes
What you say is rollin' off
Like some bowlin' balls
These haters are like rain
'Cause they only fall, yuh,

I get outta pocket when I exercise my options
Couple niggas told me you be lying in yo raps
You a rat
No wonder why you dying in the trap
I been going