Lyrics:
the power moves
Whosever next on the mic, where shower shoes
Five more seconds on the clock
Your whole box been jumped on by the Doc hopscotch
[ Biz
where shower shoes
Five more seconds on the clock
Your whole box been jumped on by the Doc hopscotch
[ Biz Markie ]
As we continue on
To the break
can't diss hip-hop, so don't you even go there
C. Delores Tucker, you want to quote the scripture
Every time you hear nigga, listen up sista
I met up
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
Powell
Throw the damn towel, but for me ain't no quittin' now
If I could point out one flaw I keep finding
It's too much pocket watching dog not enough
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
suspect
You ass like prime roastin, Calvin Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your
Doc
I rather not shallow dock
Instead I'll shadow box the paradox
Of cats that pop a lot of pop
Pass it off as raw hip hop
You see the thing with these
ass like prime roastin, Calvin Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is
the sack now
With a motherfuckin' big-ass stack now
Pocket so big
Think I got hips
And niggas wanna talk shit
I pop em' in they lips
Cuz a nigga like me
feelings in your back pocket
I got hot stock tips from the source of profit
Subhan Allah
Eating Bibimbap a lot, hot off the rock
No papa doc, no cheddar bob
Tee, good lookin', gee
Swinger, Hot Dog, Doc No, Bud, Ev Lover, Dinky
Fish and chips with the hippy hippy hips
Before the tune ends, give me some
to close
I ain't stopping though
It's hip hop you know
Or is it rock and roll?
I'm not dropping dough
No my pockets grow
You can't stop the show
So get
Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
with a lean and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
But Robocop
"Fuck the President" it's evident
Hip Hop dead, them new niggas irrelevant
Different color braids, you niggas stuck in the maze
Ain't grew up by
Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
with a lean and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
But Robocop
Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
with a lean and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
But Robocop
pucker up her lips
We vacayin' in Miami, the Doc snatchin' up her hips
Hmm, gotta know I got Glock, we come equipped
You really hypnotized by her twat, you
Hey
Jan-U-ary 18th
Whatchu know about me?
My skills, knowledge n hip hop
Or when imma finally drop out
No thrills, I see college as re-rock
More ya
the dust and then taste sand
I'm gonna crack a nuka cola
Do you want a couple sips?
Pipboy equipped, pistol buckled to my hip
With a pocket full of shells
Fatten the pockets cause we got to have it on the daily
Me and my nigga Big Bird flossin' crazy
Girls to big lips, to big hips
Only get down for players
these bitches hip-toss
Fuck all these hoes I'm so lost
Fuck on these hoes I'm so lost
Ezp I'm at the top
Gundy yeah he at the top
Cash, it don't ever stop
Oh, what a night, yo, that I just been through
I barely made it home from this hip-hop venue
These two guys, no three guys, no four, yo, this posse
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