Don't Forget the Bass

I'm ready for action, packing provisions of visions Verbally, every word will be enhanced With the bass that'll put you in a trance Some dance, come take a chance Del won't do you wrong I've been in the rap game too long to falter I rock like Gibraltar Make you kneel to the butt like an altar We move to prove that this is improved, when you're at-water Caught em with vibration that soothes your back like massages Before you can park your car in garages It'll be just for riders, listening to 'Rock The Bells' You can barely hear the vocals Mixing is important, getting the public into chokeholds Hip hop homo's will do well to know this It ain't about who's the dopest It's who gets the fan's focus upon you When they feel what the song do I think I'm onto something, when I got my shit pumping I remember, when they were satisfied with just lyrics Now, if the music 's flat I can barely stand to hear it And my rhymes are impeccable and you can't dissect my flow With music sounding like it's out of tin cans Just wretch the whole vibe and stride for perfection Why you think they call this a profession? Hey [Chorus: x2] Can't forget the bass, the bottom got em crawling to the wall man We got cassettes, CD's and LP's DJ's for days, whatever you do Give it your all, cause that's what pays I just love when I can hear the bump pleading to the walls In the halls, coming from the record stores in the malls A beat with walls I like that It bites back and strikes back At niggaz who are wack, 'cause Back in the day when hip hop was just developing It was back in the day We should be relishing in experience All you newcomers better be leery cause Hieroglyphics got the bump And it ain't mysterious [Chorus] This don't apply to the niggaz who salved And fell out of their fam base Trying to chase the big bucks It sucks, I know, when your heroes want to appear to hoes Supermacho! And watch the whole role and image of a mic champion To the fam base it simply can't be done 'Cause they're your folks when you don't get the prop shit They know you got the top shit and in it only for profit But since we on the topic, let me drop it We need to stop this segregation of hip hop Talking 'bout fuck the east coast, and fuck the west He's sold out, cause someone either sings a notion in the chorus What is real hip hop then? Only the shit you listen to Everything else pretending, I'm sending a message to my fam base Fuck this is hip hop and this is rap, it came from the same place And there's a place for everything including hieroglyphics And we gonna come with it, as long as y'all with it 'Cause the fam base is like a legion For one cause, we want the dope shit cause The other got flossed ??? Now I'm a fan who likes a lot of different things I differentiate with music just to spread my wings I always do my best, that's why the fans love me Not some crime shit, so I can pop bubbly We all got some preferences, that's just how it goes But when you see there's an effort being made, don't turn up your nose Turn up the bass, race to go and buy it Some of y'all love it - don't you, don't deny it [Chorus]