Lyrics:
you, Dilla
D-Town, throw it up
You dun know, Ma Dukes
V. Rich on the keys
My main man DJ Rasta Roots on the beat, on the cuts
Smokin Needles, Riddim
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
Silly on the beat
All the music of my past
897 days since I last dropped
Yuki was my old name
Then I realised that it kinda flopped
Then I realised
get a chance to grab my Bout It Bout It tape
Man with no music but I'm happy cause I'm free
In the streets is a place for a playa to be
Got a knot
the woman and rock up the man
Ring me alarm and not a sound is dying whoah!
Hey, ring de alarm!
And not a sound is dying whoah!
Hey,
Tee tar toe, we
the beat is given by the drummer
cnd the guitars are gonna play together
cnd make that sound, high and low
The bass shakes the ground under my feet
cnd all
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
Standin' by the disco floor
Spot this girl
My heart jump and move
Yeah, yeah
do
[Royce Da 5'9”]
Unnh..Royce 5-9 and DJ Clue
I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do..unnh...
[DJ Clue]
DJ Clue!
Desert Storm!
Come on man…!
reportin'
Mafia ties, drugs and extortion
DeLucas vs. Stark-iano, headline the news
Police pull war on crime, they're gonna lose
Judges get kidnapped,
and your spell
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem, in fact
About the only thing I agree
making a beat
Girls in the house getting naked for me
What I'm tryna say is basically
Never get a joke man mistaken for me
Corn on the curb if a man
fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools,
fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools,
just tell you
You know this is from the diabolical, energetical
Poetrical, numerical new lyrical man, B-I-Z
Emmezah-emmezah-A-R-K-I-E
Best
Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was
smashes
Seriously
That's why people don't take you seriously
That's why we don't wanna hear nothin' you say
'Cause you ain't the man that you appear
jib-bibbidy-be-bong-ska-dang
Daddy Nitro an' Ice-T come wid a different some-thang
Comin out de ghetto tings are wild like pure 'ell
Nuff man get ? in my firebomb sale
Some
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
Ooh, Rio de Janeiro is the kind of place for me,
Dancing in the moonlight, making love down by the sea,
From Copacabana to the Corcovado hill,
KXNG EEZY on the beat
Run that RAMZY
Yeah!
We dancing the night away (away, away)
Forget about yesterday (today, today)
Yeah!
Just turn up the beat
Throw me a bone and some crumbs watch me turn it over and flip it
Ballatician, man, ballaholic I'm ballerific
Stop and listen give me yo undivided
pass the dank man
(Yeah man, here ya go man, ya know) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Swwwww [* Coughs *] Whoa, pass it (Oh shit)
Hold a kid, cut the music off
[*
unda clothes a nyam meat
How dem a try fi dis me
When dem know a we got di heat
A we one got di pattern di fashion
We got di beat
An' di music
fear
Looper by my side and I never stop
drop another beat and overdub on top
Yeah, it's all about the music,
it's all about the love
Yeah, it's all about
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