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block parties I remember breakdancin' to Melle Mel Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
pinkies in the drawer" She can be like a maiden from the days of yore Hangin' out at Studio 54 Break-dancin' on the slick, brick disco floor With Lionel
to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins Remember
block parties I remember breakdancin' to Melle Mel Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
North 15th breakdancin with slick Nigga what I'll beat your butt You niggas on a beef or what And if I gotta go deep I'll cut And if you
BDP Yo yo but check it out Will They ain't interested in no real hip-hop They ain't interested in graffiti art, breakdancin and real rap
to the store on your own with rainbow money Since then had an insane flow sonny Walkin' to the corner rhymin in the rain, nose runny Breakdanci'n maybe ten,
Froze but never coldly rolls with a hot hand We stackin' cheese till the rubber bands pop scrams And I ain't breakdancin' when I'm in the pop stance Bank
caption Rocks Dame Dashin', neck breakdancin' Blue mist hookah, snipe game super She don't buss it open, call back the Uber I'm a dog, I'm a beast,
on) Mink coat draggin', block boy trappin' (let's go) Hot boy in action, don't need caption (yeah, uh) Rocks Dame Dash-in' (ayy), neck breakdancin
you was breakdancin see I remember when you had tight pants G So Mr. Rap Critic when you trys to check me about my cars and my girls, claimin you never
Revolver breakdancin, yeah he make that bitch windmill Guess he's just a psycho in the city in the Chrysler Everybody livin' spiteful nigga lookin' just
bring back the raw hip-hoppin' Just like the records and tapes you be coppin' Cop some breakdancin', boogie poppin', and lockin' Tic tockin',
and watch lighting strike Casual, the innovator, in a state of advancement MC scolder, breakdancin' on the lake When it freeze over so much game, I told
bring back the raw hip-hoppin' Just like the records and tapes you be coppin' Cop some breakdancin', boogie poppin', and lockin' Tic tockin',
Breakdancin' in the mess hall, put the knives up (ah) Where CO Kennedy at? I might wife her Hold hands on the rec yard, I'll be home soon Came through,
and the ink's breakdancin' Knock, knock, knock, ding ding, won't answer I be zoned in with my headphones blastin' Throw a rock up here till the windows shatter
Oochie bustin' out the rubber band, let's pop some knots Why these niggas actin' like he tough? His pops a cop Diamonds on my wrist breakdancin' inside
breakdancin’ with your mom’s bathrobe on I’m a weird dad I’m a weird dad I’m in a band with our neighbors called the House Cats yeah And when we’re out to eat
where you go like I'm breakdancin', I'm all over these flows To the point when you go to my shows That it's shoulder to shoulder Already cold and I'm
from every angle, got him breakdancin' Got a girl from out the state, she don't know what a spray tan is I can see the haters hella clear through these
a saxophone breeze, my alarm clock's a wizard, castin' spells on the time Breakdancin' penguins with lemon-lime rhyme, jugglin' rainbows while riding a unicycle
a seahorse On Prevost, hoppin' out of a Urus in some Diors And know we got the purest breakdancin' like a b-boy Touch it like a keyboard, see BoJay in my
somethin', open my eyes? Band's kickin' like a motherfucker Knock the doors fuckin' right out the frames Breakdancin' like a motherfucker Breakin' walls from
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