Lyrics:
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
nitroglycerin!
You better tune in to Teddy Ted
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"
Well if you ain't called it hip-hop, there's a door, I ain't stoppin
I
the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by
Kill a tree and put a rock in the hospital over me
If you see me up in the mountains with a lion, I ain't lyin
Nigga don't help me, my nigga help
She's the mutilator, music carnivore
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw
You're still amazed by the way she plays
Not a fad but a phase
black for that, too tough for Hampton's
Rock Hermes, turn heads
Puff with Rasta hoes and skeet
Sperm in their dreads
Body whoever leak words to the Feds
a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
the back will fold the rear up
MC's in my path I'ma steadily pounce
Heavy D's in effect with more bounce to the ounce
"More bounce, to the ounce"
More
Wildflowers brush against my side
This mountain's joy, I can't hide
By a quiet lake, we take our rest
Head on paws, feeling blessed
Cowboy's hat tipped down low
the Smith and
[Chorus]
D-Boy, yeah, Birdman Jr. in ya building, people
I'm a let you know how it go on my side of the mountain, whoadie
It's sure
up with my dawg like divorce
They shot at us, it was by force
We shot at them, they went to court
I don't wan' be with these niggas no more
I can't
bringing nosie in the wranglers
Rock all the heads big times and alzheimers
Shot the pill while I drop skills up in Brazil
Now the pitch
Lord save us
i'm '89 tho', Audi and Avias
Beef in NO, I had to call No Limit up
Baby MAC, baby Gat, shit to wake the baby up
My baby boo, cop the X5: that's a baby
ball, yeah, I'm the truth
Truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth (yeah)
Uh, I just poured some Wockhardt up in my Mountain Dew, Dew
up a rock and
It totalled my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley?
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
Good on Da Block by myself like a Orphan
He say I’m Hot I’m like F**K that I’m Scorching
BB Jeans on my Pants Yea
Dese New Chanel’s in Advance yea
All
of you, new attributes
Teletronics, DBX, one sixty X
Compression with the A and sharp press
Extract bass in which the gooey dew drips
Vanilla suckle
moment
Open my eyes to the morning shroud
Of the mountains covered with soft white clouds
Watch them disappear as the sun starts to rise
Lift my head up
seule
I'll dance, dance, dance, with
My hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like Jesus said hands in front
I'm gonna dance, dance, dance
With
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
in New Orleans
We got that, huh
Them white tee's and them b's on 'em
We rock that, huh
And all black with 23's on 'em
Nigga we rock that, yeah
Who got
On the brow of a mountain in far north
Lies distant place, rusty shack in solitude
There young woman with centuries old soul lives
Enlightened by oneness in
wash it down with some Mountain Dew
Arm and Hammer smooth like Hammer's baggy loose pants
In lateral shuffled stance, shoulder roll without roll-on on
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