Lyrics:
Guess-V, in a special way (special way)
But everyday
{Go ahead den}
"It's no way we can rock after them" <-- Black Thought
** scratched by DJ Tracks **
[Chorus 1: kyte]
I'm going to be the one to make you smile and not to leave
Cause we party hard party hard cooking so hard
What's the recipe?
DJ is
melt
Tokyo Tribe, DJ Muro, king of the digging
Crazy yen style stay winnin'
Diggin' daddy, ammo is brolic
Fila sneakers and suede goose, walked in
taken by angels from me.
Alone with books (hey that's me!), harbinger of death visiting me.
I said, "Can I help you, evil prophet? If you got a problem,
I'm coming up fresh off of my knuckles
Pillow's full of despair
Finding comfort in my struggles
c breath of fresh air's like splitting hairs
""I
36 ounces make 'em bounce in the street!
I don't wanna do it but a nigga gotta eat
I'm fresh outta jail so you
Know a nigga swole
Straight to Short
by the way
Putting pieces together
Chuck the deuces every day
Everybody wanna be fresh
I'm glad I adopted the name Fresh
So I ain't got get Fresh
Check
coming
on the east right .. by the .. women
fresh ... i go the club going ham
girl see me vip and disappear from the ...
...more rose i know the .. from
not to flip
Smoke a blunt, pour some white out for Bankroll Fresh
Every motherfuckin' Rollie, might as well buy a vest
Grind hard, fuck the rest, DJ
meet again
Yeah
Till we link again
Yeah
Just the two of us Billie
I'll give you shakes chilly
You the fresh prince, okay philly
I'm the king of fresh
the artist
Kill fresh
Kill game
Leave em by the carcass
Hold up fuck a hook man
Nigga already got this (Ahh Shit)
Pay homage and send the beat to Where Biggie
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
made by the CL Smooth
Live 495 I arrive in person
Hard dialogue without a whole bunch of cursing
It's my perrogitive, so back up and live, fool
Ey
It's Friday night out club be jam packed
Me and my boys fresh now where the girls at
Drinks on ice looks of the chain
All the girls I'm passing by
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
Freeways and Dj's the vacation
Play me though I'm a radio, 8 stations
Imma go through the back door I hate waiting
Want to be with the MD, than stay patient
Took me some L's
Yeah I learned me some lessons
Surrounded by b's
That's a whole lot blessings
Shook off my demons
You know they be testing
Got hella
could make a young lady scream
By makin' musical sounds with my mounth(listen)
So I tried it at a party
And people didn't know it was me
And when
and Joe Cooley
Who would ever thought the two would meet?
My DJs are so unique
Both them raised on the LA street
Nobody nowhere can hang with the mix
*Chorus*
(Te Awanui and Donald)
N.Z.H.I.P.H.O.P
Graft b-boys, DJ's and MC's
Represent to the fullest only the strongest can survive
Aotearoa commence
'cause my name is Mellie Mel."
Say what, why'all.
Say what.
To the DJ scratch, the metro match
'Cause we're comin' out fresh with a brand new
kind of fresh
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re soft but you’re fronting
Like you’re stressed?
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re only into rap
Watching whole cars as they went flying past
I couldn’t paint so I rhymed to the writers
They’d laugh, light up a smoke, and get blinded by their lighters
old school like a starter hat
Depend on every topic by the song
Is Where my heart be at
I Told em once befo
It don't apply Then let it go
Smoking
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