Lyrics:
on fire)
Rockin' on, Redman rockin' on
Now do I look crazy? Deranged, maybe?
You shot first, your Glock burst, but it graze me
Now time for lyrics, put up
for the show
Right for the show, uh yeah
Right for the show
Gen 5 finna beat him
I'm in LA wit' my feet up
Rockin' this Louis right down to my chest
She
And I say the brother's about to get naughty!
Rockin' you on down to the last STOP!
See them on the corner, scheamin' a scam
Makin' plans beat
We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
Top cat
brothers and sisters
The white, the black
And all the hip-hop listeners
One nation stayin under a groove
Above the Law's pure in it to win it
We don't lose
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
everywhere watchin the show)
(Mi come to rock ya whether you're black or you're white)
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by
to where the beats be fat
Swoon units by the pound and they natural black
Without a doubt, this is the place to be
I see baseball caps, hear beats by Warren
green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck about these mothafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my hip-hop brothers
Get your
upstairs to see _Graffiti Rock_ on the telly
With one eye on the beats droppin
I knew that one day would come when I'd be on the mic rockin
Every day after
rockin' on)
Can't forget Brandy (keep rockin' on)
Stacy Dash (keep rockin' on)
Janet Jackson (keep rockin' on)
The black girl from Saved By The Bell
on me I'm about to fight back
The man ain't nothin but the klan, but not in white they rockin blue and black
It's a proven fact cops is just white
never
Post the notes of exotics
Take you back to the tropics
'Cuz you led on a tour by the three black prophets
We rock this
Slap you wit' the mo
never
Post the notes of exotics
Take you back to the tropics
'Cuz you led on a tour by the three black prophets
We rock this
Slap you wit' the mo
a Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no ends
We been a wave, we went to space
Got them moon rockin', I'm makin'
said, bam, right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin' to the beat without
said, bam, right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin' to the beat without
Black on both sides from my
Skin to the old Jays
Just yesterday I was rockin' the Ol' Jay
My blueprint
Tryin' to see me through it all like Oakleys
He
turned the place out
And we would say our rhymes to the beat
Right but we never indulged in the street
Life and now we all good to go
J5 is rockin
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
enlightened
Skip a beat that’s what heart does when I hear these sirens
Police coming for my people
Be prepared for riots
They can’t keep us quiet
Black owned
your hands high in the air
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin' to the beat without a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
to build and plan
Hella faded from the trees we bought, beware
Cause you can get caught by the all-out
Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought
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