Lyrics:
stuff and eh
I'ma rock some freestyle lyrics and eh
We gon' do it like that
Come on, come on
(This is how it should be done) -> Rakim
[ VERSE 1:
communication
Bogle at the party then you got the bogle-ation
Decaptatin' foes yo as if my name was Jason (come on)
Makin all the fellas at the party lose
communication
Bogle at the party then you got the bogle-ation
Decaptatin' foes yo as if my name was Jason (come on)
Makin all the fellas at the party lose
at the party then you got the bogle-ation
Decaptatin' foes, yo, as if my name was Jason (c'mon)
Makin all the fellas at the party lose composure
Hook up the beat
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
it to the beat is what it's really all about
Party, party people, if you're ready, listen up
Cause I can get the lyrics, Easy Lee can get the cut
shit that you got to say
But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay
'Cause you heard it before and it ain't no lie
That two Live music will never die!
Check
Young Renzel, line two
Young A.B. I got this ya dig?
Yeah, yo (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
I love my rude bitches, end up as new bitches
Skippin' school
the mash, go on then, go on then
Still wanna clash? Go on then, go on then
Go on then wasteman! See? Shook! Go on then
I got war lyrics in my book, go on then
flash. Alot of you MCs remain in the dark about how the cold Crush Brothers got live in the park. Shoutouts to the elders who put in mad work mad love
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
younger brothers what it is to be a man
By tearing up the party when the mic is in my hand
This is what you call a winter/spring/summer jam
Fall into
One, two, one, two
One, wa, wa, one, one, two, one, two
One, wa, wa, one, one, two, one, two
One, wa, wa, one, one, two, one, two
Yo, it's
Two weeks ago, I was out at the disco
Two brothers stepped up to me
And said
"Hey yo, Ice We don't think you're down
What set ya claiming?"
E
you been missing
I got lyrics you should listen
Rewritten with precision
Thirty-five years ago
I wrote those rhymes
Hip-hop's still plagued
By violent
still wanna do the show business?
And you think that you got what it takes?
I mean you really gotta rap and be all that
And prepare yourself for
single you promoting
My brothers into bands we the Jonas
We not shaking hands we be hoeing
We ain't wit the telling we just showing
We ain't wit
you
So everybody buy my shit or I'm a come and kill you
I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I'm your brother when you need,
out
A Tribe Called Quest make the party go down (uh)
Plus we bring positive vibes to fill up all your crowns
Lyrics comes to cats like a hot
[Ms. Melodie]
Extra extra read all about it!
KRS One's rhymes have been doubted
Suckers stepped up and got MURDERED!!
[KRS One]
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks
Ay J, I got a crew
They called the Loot Pack
And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all
My man Jack is about
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks
Ay J, I got a crew
They called the Loot Pack
And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all
My man Jack is about
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks
Ay J, I got a crew
They called the Loot Pack
And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all
My man Jack is about
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