Lyrics:
sharp as a razor
Rum with a red stripe chaser
Back to the days
When i was a teenager
Fresh trainers, lost with the lasers
I got more drinks than a waiter
Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other dj's say "damn"
If rhyme was a drug, you know I'd sell it by the gram
at
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
[Verse 1]
I'm in the Calio, You know I'm headed front of town
By Chaotic and the Real One,
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why'all hear that Nolia Clap
why'all hear that Nolia Clap
[Verse 1]
I'm in the Calio, You know I'm headed front of town
By Chaotic and the Real One,
A million MC's in a one horse town
A million DJ's in a one horse town
A million Graph Writers in a one horse town
A million B-Boys in a one horse town
Measure
as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here's
like this
I'm Bad to the Bone
My flow go hard like a Platinum
I'm bad to the bone
When i roll down the street it be me emcee fresh
When i buzz like
Um, Yeahh ay ay!
Ay yo DJ!
(Um, oh, shxt)
Yo' yeah
(Yow, yow, yow) uh
I got ten bhaddies in K-town
I got too many in O-town
Shawty see me
Yeah
on the road
mans like you get scared on the road
won't be moved by no 'brear' on the road
'mans' like you get air on the road
so just stick to pumping beats
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
lose! 'cause you got the dilated blues
Here's some news, my dj rock the mic and the one's and two's
And I'm out
And I'm in
My words are like swords
rollin like a bicycle
Fresh like a virgn calculates like a math wiz
You think you're bad? I'ma show you what bad is
Microphone magician, it's the end when
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
Yeah one time for your mind
Two times for your soul
Yes y'all it's Mr. Act Now or Never and
Dj Jason Jump
It's that's boom bap hip hop
Do you know
bring it back to the one way
Niggas really hating on my Feng Shui
Hating on my dime piece hating on me frontways
Niggas really hating on my Dj
But i took
no funny actin'
And it was me that introduced Mini to money bags and (Queens in the house)
Grandmaster Vic (Queens in the house)
The DJ's Disco
the club all night long
Poppin bottles throwing a lil cash
Smoking strong
Told the DJ turn it up
Nigga this my song
Yeah this my song
I be so dam fresh
down
I've seem the come
And go like the season
I've seen cape town city make
30 mill a season
Yeah
DKMG is everything that
We believe in
I had to go Dj
Dee-Lite, the are-O-D
And on the keys, my brother D-P-see
Wise, Frukwan and my DJ Paul
We puttin competition back, up against the back of the wall
Me
love for my city, my town ridin' round
Home is where the heart is, so you know I hold it down
I got love for my city, my town ridin' round
Home is where
could make a young lady scream
By makin' musical sounds with my mounth(listen)
So I tried it at a party
And people didn't know it was me
And when
stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'
[Chorus]
He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
We comin' down on that ice cream look get your shades on
Shawty cuz it might gleam look fresh drop you know
What it is we ain't playin' look doing
already kno' what
It is man, its a bad boy thang man,
Grand hustle collaboration,
Y'all already know man,
Boss hog was happenin' (hey)
A town
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