Lyrics:
INTRO
Oh No No Oh No No
You See Me Nwata
(Ebelebee ) Ochim Na Onana Oo
Feel Am Feel Am
Bobble On This One
Mr Dj Put Am For Replay Eeh ( One More)
in me
He put me down back in 1993
And now I grab mic and rock the party
I got Joys and Cheers for Pea by ease
Pea by ease short for family, they
Lighter square freestyle the tale I'ma tell later
Hike to the thin red line that's Sheridan
By the time my name dries waitin' for the train here it is
on speed dial
Free the leaders of the free
World with a freestyle free the teachers
Black activists get up off your feet now
And feed off my feelings
As I
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
fuck do you mean
Run up a bag wit my bitch and my team
I wasn't shit, now I'm the shit
Double cup squirt and some DJ my shit
I fuck it up, I stay
Alright, let me see what I got so far man
We hеre baby my heart poundin'
Come on baby, it's go time
Part I: "AHHH HA" by Lil Durk
Zel finna slide
the thieves out the treasures
I can kick a freestyle
And recollect the segment
Like a movie, and I still sound groovy
Yo! (Men down)
We are not fucking around
Stand by me my sister stand by me now
Having my days and I've seen your ways
Sing it and have it set a nasty craze
So I reach a state
Turn a new page
[Hi-Tek cuts it up]
"It's like the A to be to the see, it's easy as.."
"1-2-3"
"DJ"
"Hi-Tek why'all" -> Inspectah Deck
"Collaborate, break
Followed by McDonalds and Coca-Cola
The point is whatever the outcome of the battle
The day goes on with more french fries and soda
One, two and you don't
Only Jah that give me life, can take my life oh
Walai I no dey lie, I no deny oh
Day by day, as we dey try rise
Some people dem dey, them just dey back
VERSE 1:
TO THE TIC TOC AND YA DON'T STOP THAT'S THE REAL HIP HOP
BBOYS POP AND LOCK SWEEP AND UP ROCK
GRAFFITI IS AN ART BUT THEY RAN FROM COPS
MC'S
a buzz
I miss the crowd when we all going wild cuz the DJ is fucking it up
You’re such a fucking ho I love it
She could tell soon as I hit the floor I
One more try
We have too far to stop, now
Yeah, Dilla
One more try
It is all that we have now
Two DJ's, one microphone
We freestyle, we write
We got one DJ
Bringin' the delicacies
Smooth on the cut
And guaranteed
To amaze ya'
DJ T-Bone
Straight from Malaysia
Verse 4 (Freestyle- Brooklyn,
It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all, Inspectah Deck
Collaborate, break bread with, Pete Rock
Homeskillet
From
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
sign language
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth
to septuplet lady plants
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace
appreciate those with skills
And and
What is a DJ without the (scratching)
Without the elements, it's all irrelevant
(I represent the real from
waves and wave caps, you lose pluck a new card
Boom bap, beats like Kris Parker
Produced by DJ Choice and my partner be the Darker
I mark up subways
Followed by McDonalds and Coca-Cola
The point is whatever the outcome of the battle
The day goes on with more french fries and soda
One, two and you don't
Uh, LA (yay yay) , Californi-i-a (Yay yay)
City of ballers, Hollywood, we love it!
(we love it)
Uh, LA (LA) , Californi-i-a (Californi-i-a)
City
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
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