Lyrics:
alright,
man, y'know what'm sayin?)
[Talib Kweli]
The beats is always love, y'know what'm sayin?
niggaz always show love with the beats.
(My little yellow
let's draw some blood
I'm going to beat this son of a biscuit
I'm sorry but this man has done to much to risk this
Perfect opportunity
One thing i don't
When drunk
cnd is election time
Doh talk for de crime
Trini bad ah boy could die
When yuh hear de shot
Is music to be murdered by
No betterment
From de
can make a hundred beats and then proceed to spit 'em right through
Jaws drop they can't believe, they get surprised that it is a white dude
And now I
life way more exciting
I find myself a vibe and
Pull out the pen and write it
Driven to hop on the beat
Then hit the road and ride it
Surrounded by my
degree
Not literally, I do music for P
I ain't gotta bang man using for me
My cuz said 'Trace, use it for free'
I'm active, no way I'm losing the beef
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
This is the music
That you've been waiting for
Release all your inhibitions
Make your way to the dance floor
When the music starts playing
And your
Music make you lose control, music make you lose control
Let's go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now,
ask why, a just de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You shoulda know by de style weh you hear a chant
Bad man wan'
Watch unu,
Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man
Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man
Chya, Wap!
Uuuh, ya know, ay this beat kinda... kinda reminds me of candy
Not that Aaron Carter shit though... I want candy
Face Wap, get that guap,
Music make you lose control, music make you lose control
Let's go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now,
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
and beat
I was made by His hand, it's all part of His plan that I stand on my own two feet
And you know me my will is eternal
And you know me you've met
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
I'm back and I'm ringin'
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
I'm back and I'm ringin'
CHORUS
Dis ah black rave in de nation,
Taking world stage wit de painting,
Never back dung, never back out,
When de music hits, is a black-out,
Only de
the mind
Many men were eradicated by music minds
Open your eyes and take ya time to visualize
And once you decide to move ya mind in due time
It's so
pass the dank man
(Yeah man, here ya go man, ya know) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Swwwww [* Coughs *] Whoa, pass it (Oh shit)
Hold a kid, cut the music off
[*
Check the score, who did better
You do music my music's better
Certain man act hard with a pen but I use one too and I use it better
Too much gas, what's
dem cahh stop it
Cause the music a de heart
And de people a de beat
Tell dem all in the world
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