Lyrics:
breaks
Not just tryna rake it in, let me make what I earn
Take what I burn, the fake gon' spit it out
Lake overturned, hate devastated by the mouth
Never
do what I do, TDE, I'm the nigga from the crew
Hit it one time, now she wanting round two
Ghetto chick, but I love them bamboos
No lean, but I chopped
do what I do, TDE, I'm the n**** from the crew
Hit it one time, now she wanting round two
Ghetto chick, but I love them bamboos
No lean, but I chopped
short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man,
matter I excel baby I'm too raw
Come into my session yes I burn it up
Come into my session yes I burn it up
Never got no limits I been thru some stuff
I
And girls in they thongs
But i still singin BodyRockin2da beat
BodyRockin2da
Hope you feel it in yo feet
Cuz we gotta new jam for ya
Body rockin
a hoodoo
I make food with the crew bang Guru
Fumes brew, in a jazzy stew, magic fruit, grabbing two Canoos as we cruise down the avenue
(we cruising)
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
and
Fill up the pool with lots of water
Don't worry pops I got your daughter
I'll bring her home in one piece even though she came in a two piece
with those
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
if you was there, then you know that we got buck
So now you know, I gotta say what's up
To Big Daddy Kane, 3rd Bass and KMD
MC Lyte, 2 Live
check, back on the phones!
I got a caller caller, your name?
Yo, this is Jam who?
Jam! DJ Jam?
DJ Jam! Fuck you doing on the phone? Man
You supposed to be
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
single
I take dead bodies and I boost them up live
So straighten up and be alert because the ruler's arrived
No (not Uncle Sam) but I can still recruit
head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo, Rampage
Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
to night, I play the mic, and you'll thank God
I wreck shit so much, the microphone need a paint job
See my brain is incarcerated
Live at any jam, I
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
and she like weh
Eh
In my house with my crew and she time it
Is the way she look pon me no denying it
Done know is jam session in the lime dey
Man she grab
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo, Rampage
[Rampage]
Aeiyo, I see them
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
how I intend it
Class is in session, you might get suspended, shh
If you don't shut the fuck up and listen for a minute
I've been in it for life with
what's coming next
a dope rhyme by the dttx
on the mic 2 engage in a row
pump the grounds and will act like an active flow
just for you and your crew
so
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