Lyrics:
'm gettin' mine
I get on the mix late in the night
They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don't rush my show
You try
think of rocking and MC's know
He's highly recognized as the DJ of disco
He can like mix, and he can like cut an'
Every time I rock people say, "V what
And roughed up by a cop tryin' to get hooked up
I got a meal and I just sealed two more deals
And now I'm runnin' from the cops? This ain't real!
You see,
of the puzzle to my dreams
'Cause the house, the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha Range wit tha Roley on the rocks
Or push a candy colored cutless
all covered in sin
My big homie died young; just turned older than him
I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always
He still be screaming, I
to make time go by
There is only one thing that I miss there,
There is not enough punk rock shows
No place where the kids can get together
No concerts
Win a battle you never fought
Just by checkin' this record you bought
Over and on and on again
Get with it and do that thing
One, two, I'll party
in your clique, I'm bawlin' wit'cha trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
Of my cycle,
(Kool Keith)
Well I'm first to rock, Moe Luv's the disc jock
By my side and wit the mix
?Clyde? scratches, mathces, all cuts combine
The faster
(Erick Sermon)
Yo whassup, this the E-Double,
Green-Eyed-Bandit youknowhatI'msayin'?
EPMD, Seven Deadly Sins
Get, get, get, get, get, get, get
or temporarily"
But you was moving like a snake so tell me how is that so fair to me (tuh)
I was rocking by yo side so so so so so rock solid
But you only kept me
aways just to relocate you
Kill us with your fist now baby mix it with me
You see me function better when I get approximately
High by my technical
stop me
I think dudes is mad cuz you not me
So you get a pen and a pad and you copy
But at the same time
Man, you could never get away
With the same
We'll get old when we're older
We'll sleep when we're tired
We'll keep burning bright into the night
'Cause we got the fire
And here in this
aways just to relocate you
Kill us with your fist now baby mix it with me
You see me function better when I get approximately
High by my technical
Through Rough
We Number One Ain't Nothin' You Can Do
And If You Wanna Get Down We'll Rock You Too
So Free-Formin Y'all, Ya Don't Stop
Come On, Come
[Talking voice]
Yeah man, just left town man
I'm here, here
Had to get outta town baby
Where you standin' at?
You can pick me up at the round
'm gettin' mine
I get on the mix late in the night
They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don't rush my show
You try
Growin up I was a knucklehead
Boy you never listen to me!
Thats what my momma said
Im from the projects i ain't never had shit
Me and my older
I'm chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and root for the villain, huh
Plus, every morning, I go out
when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem
Now I'm on the top and everybody on the scrotum
My big brother was B.I
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
figurative
I can wish it into existence, god want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled
Who we stomp-kicked in the head
when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem
Now I'm on the top and everybody on the scrotum
My big brother was B.I
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