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& It Just Don't Stop
05:11
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[Asheru]
Sharper than your pen and ears
Put that in your starter gun
You can't see him so, when it's on
You wanna run, run, run
The faceless, nameless, invisible man
Master builder with state-of-the art plans
Plus a list of demands for you to follow
Could really care less if it's hard for you to swallow
Last of a dying breed, soon to be extinct
'Cause we man up, stand up and say what people think
Use words like the colors on my palette
Keep my bond like smacking down the mallet
And hold court with the populace
Metropolitan man of the metropolis
If anything it's obvious
That I'm a man of many passions, many talents
I wear many hats, many pairs of New Balance
I travel many places, rock many shows
Many ladies scream oww, many fellas yell bo
You don't understand, I am hip-hop
In everything I do, I breathe bebop
I am rock & roll, a child of blues and soul
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me
And you don't understand, this my every day
The way I think, dress and act, it's the things I say
This ain't pop or top 40, it's hip-hop, shorty
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me, me
Intellectual millionaire
I'm filled with ideas, like gems that's so rare
A diamond so clear, you can see your reflection
Let me light your path, you point out the direction
And I can take you there, not a problem
It's hard to find a dope MC, gentlemen is starving
Yet I'm the food that they need in the worst way
Like Jesus breaking fast on that forty-first day
Here's for all you faking and fronting
Dime a dozen rap dudes that ain't saying nothing
Yo, y'all better learn survival of the fittest
Only the strong survive, the weak just bear witness
Come and take it from the sidelines
Couldn't play the game, 'cause you couldn't follow the guidelines
And there you say; what is this?
Geurilla arts, egg boy, I handle my business
You don't understand, I am hip-hop
In everything I do, I breathe bebop
I am rock & roll, a child of blues and soul
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me
And you don't understand, this my every day
The way I think, dress and act, it's the things I say
This ain't pop or top 40, it's hip-hop, shorty
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me, me
Passport pro, airport aficionado, おら おれん はどう
Time traveling, rhyme unraveling
My autobiography, my every-day happening
I exhale stress and deeply breathe life in
Hold down a show, solo, with no hype-man
I get so hype when a new song is tight
On the Trio 800, my fingers are greased lightening
The rap game is truly trifling
To possibly not be heard is truly frightening
Sometimes when I think these whack dudes just might win
I come and they're done, stick the fork and knife in
So while all the attention and the drama's hiking in
I shine so bright, you're forced to let the light in
Black men in America, no hyphen
With no bleach, no sweeter then no white man
You don't understand, I am hip-hop
In everything I do, I breathe bebop
I am rock & roll, a child of blues and soul
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me
And you don't understand, this my every day
The way I think, dress and act, it's the things I say
This ain't pop or top 40, it's hip-hop, shorty
So fluently, yes, I'm just doing me, me
[The Pharcyde]
Tell me why
Be like that, it just be like that (Why it's gotta be like that)
Baby, tell me why it's gotta be like that
Tell me why
Be like that, it just be like that (Why it's gotta be like that)
Baby, tell me why it's gotta be like that
Tell me why
Be like that, it just be like that (Why it's gotta be like that)
Baby, tell me why it's gotta be like that
Why it's gotta be like that
Be like that, it just be like that (Why it's gotta be like that)
Baby, tell me why it's gotta be like that
[Bootie Brown]
I wasn't sleepin', I was creepin', slidin', hidin'
I would like the girl behind me, roll up a bad time thinkin'
Mentally sinkin', presently brinkin'
Two decades and a half makin' a path for mine to follow
The world is hollow, yet it's full of crap, prepare to gamble
I give you a handful of chips and tips
For what's to come, I cried a ton of tears
Drunk a ton of beers, that's fun at first
But learned to persevere throughout the years
Kept my ears open, eyes scoping, mouth locked
Don't rock the boat if you can't swim
Nobody may not be there with the limb to lend
This is the end, still, I can't explain the fact
Why the fuck shit gotta be like that?
Tell me why
Be like that, it just be like that
Tell me, tell me why it's gotta be like that
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2. |
Think Twice (With MOON)
04:43
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PunkSlammin' 'Em Beats
03:58
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Forced off the road
Charms in tow
Mathematic equations
Come quite relevant this time (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
Mad sounds and shakedowns
Headphone mix is all sound
Record my way this time (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
Breakdown beat catch the phrase
Of that hip-hop tempo is all the craze
This time (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
When fortune smiles (Time, time, time)
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6. |
Moment In Time
05:40
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If you're listening, yeah
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
I recall being three when Sunny passed away one of the greatest
In my eyes till this very day too young to understand but
Understood the ways of good and evil life and death was in the breath of times fate
And God only knows what kept Peggy straight
'Cause in the very next year my aunt Dorothy was the late
More beautiful than the word it was like killing a mockingbird
She was so young like the new year was all you heard almost
Saw it so clear the good times that we had when my
Momma showed me pictures life wasn't so bad I got baby sat
By Pat when Bedie was a small guy and in our cousins eyes we
Were both small fries, jazzywazzys growing up to be a big girl now
Father figure understands a man might like her profile
I let sink in a while and told let 'em like ya style both you
And ebony I be damned if this short life ain't heavenly peace
And harmony family season and it goes
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
And we go round and round
Life is just a moment in time
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7. |
Peephole 2 The Soul
03:48
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What? Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all
Hip-hop check it out
It's like that uh and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout to take it to the, to the, to the, to the, to the
to the, to the, to the, to the, to the, check it out
Yo, what, and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
I'm 'bout to take it to the top, what
Hip-Hop, hip-hop love
To the top hip-hop, check it out
It's like, word up, and it sounds so nice
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life, of my life
The anticipation arose as time froze
I stared off the stage with my eyes closed and dove
Into the deep cosmos
The impact pushed back, the first five rows
But before the raw live shows
I remember I's a little snot-nosed
Rockin' Cazal goggles and Izod clothes
Learnin' the ropes of ghetto survival
Peepin' out the situation I had to slide through
Had to watch my back, my front, plus my sides too
When it came to gettin' mine I ain't tryin', to argue
Sometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for you
Hip-hop, you the love of my life and that's true
When I was handlin' the shit I had to do
It was all for you, from the door for you
Speak through you, gettin' paper on tour for you
From the start, Thought was down by law for you
Used to hit up every corner store wall for you
We ripped shit and kept it hardcore for you
I remember late nights, steady rockin' the mic
Hip-hop you the love of my life
So tell the people like that y'all
And it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout to take it to the top
I was speakin', to my guy 'Riq and
How she was desperately seekin' to Organize in a Konfusion
Usin' no protection, told H.E.R. on Resurrection
Caught up in the Hype Williams, and lost H.E.R. direction
Gettin' ate in sections where I wouldn't eat H.E.R
An under the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, buddies had her in the buff
When we touch, it was more than just a fuck
The Police
In H.E.R. I found peace
Like Malcolm in the East
Seen H.E.R. on the streets of New York, trickin' off
Tried to make a hit with H.E.R. but my dick went soft
Movin' weight, losin' weight
Not picky with who she choose to date
To confuse the hate with her struggle I relate
Close to thirty
Most of the dudes she know is dirty
Havin' more babies than Lauryn
She started showin' early
As of late I realized, that this is H.E.R. fate
Or destiny that brin's the best of me
It's like God is testin' me
In retrospect I see she brought life and death to me
Peace to us collectively, live and direct when we perform
It's just coffee shop chicks and white dudes
Over H.E.R. I got into it with that punk Ice Cube
Now the fight moved to in life, makin' the right moves
Besides God and family, you my life's jewel
Like that y'all, hip-hop
It's like, word up, and it sounds nice
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life, what
'bout to take you to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the, yo
Fifth Dynamite, and it sounds so nice
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life
I'm 'bout to take you to the top, love
Hip-Hop, word up, to the top (to the top)
Hip-Hop, check it out
It's like that, what
And it sounds alright
Hey, 'cause you the love of my life
I'm 'bout to take you to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the, check it out
What, yeah and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
'bout to take you to the top love
Hip-hop, hip-hop to the top (to the top) hip-hop (hip-hop)
Fifth Dynamite, and it sounds alright
Hey, cause you the love of my life
I'm 'bout to take you to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the, check it out, yo
Ye-yeh-yo, yo, and it sounds so nice
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout to take you to the top love
Hip-hop, hip-hop
To the top, to the top
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Check it out, it's like, yeah, and it sounds alright
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout, take it to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
To the, to the, to the, to the
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Smooth
Smooth
Beyond the
Beyond the
Automatic, systematic
Automatic
Complex
Just ease it in
[Doodlebug]
The feeling's right
The music's tight
Departing out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night
The gear the god was rocking type way out of sight
Limping past the projects
Seen my man, a'ight
Steelo type fat, solar type facts
Later for milk and honey, get the money out this piece
Relax
I handle streets, all type slick
Just like a seven-oh 'Lac
[Butterfly]
She got moist
Cause I gots the platinum voice
Like syrup, for delf roaming, the New York boroughs
As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron worms
Uptown across down, from the boogie with no faking
Ghetto to my marrow, then
Ease on back to Crooklyn
Hold it, as loot in my timbs and army suits
Parlayin where Malcolm stood, now brothers push they blow out
A slicker buddy pig, dig me picking my fucking 'fro out
Limping up the one tree fives
The p-jects
The eject these herbs
That's word to green herb
Now the curbs
I play that like, primo supreme hustler
Nappy hair, oil slick, loyal to kick and dirty snare
Little panther
Answers to the nom de plum butter
Nice, preciser rubber, slicer and cutter
In a freshly dip state, I contemplate
Whose avenue be making the most bacon?
My honey gets the loot out, what's shaking
We getting live, dreaming being in the central ave. bus stop
Then I call bust out, wassup?
Seems that the dream team's me, Mecca the god, and Sulaiman
[Butterfly & Ladybug]
If your beats is phatty
[Butterfly]
And it's on
Then I'm gone
Hey, hey, hey
[Sulaiman & Ladybug]
Easin in as slick as I can
[Butterfly]
You know my motions, slimmer with no limo
I ride the c local, and tilt my army brimmer
Milt bless the vibes, pro symbolize
Built with the fives, my clique then amplified
Sounds as we ease, beneath the New York moon
Pounds as we dip, increase these New York tunes
It's the universe I have
Nappy and happy, June 12th, I self don't say that exists
Imported on the ships, with irons around the fist
Gradual to afros, black cats, and fist picks
Still creating boogies, and the styles they want
Now they try to move us, for the styles we flaunt
But I, seen it sunny, plus seen rain
Plus seen my moneys getting smoked for change
I face left in the round up
Pound up the god
When the devil give stresses
Blow to the essence
Sinks deep down into the blue train cover
The real got surreal cause we feel you ain't a gangster
When I was a youngster ate jazz and black
Freedom had a pistol it was just like that
Old Earth gave me kisses to her Culture Power records
Pumas, Lee flavors, Busy Bee mic checkin's
The crown says I'm down, from the ground up
[Sulaiman]
But what if emcee comes
[Butterfly]
Come on, emcee go
[Sulaiman & Ladybug]
Easin in as slick as I can
[Doodlebug]
The feelings right
The music's tight
Departing out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night
The gear the god was rocking type way out of sight
Limping past the projects
See my man, a'ight
[Butterfly]
When the mic check counts
My amounts is cash
I don't shoot out
I get that loot out cause I'm fresh
Hit you with the gold front grin, with diamond look
Muhammad made em, Nikki paid him
I was shook
I tell an emcee in a eye blink
That you wack as crack
Cee-know got my back
And we both can laugh
[Ladybug]
And for example, we swift this
Lifted up on luck
And for complexing, like brass and brown skin
We of this, built this with south boogie down
[All]
Bronx
[Ladybug]
Outs the clowns, in the suits
With the cash
[Butterfly]
I tell' em
Pass the ruck, or get stuck by my comrade's badge
Just like my mom and dad had it
And did it
[Sulaiman & Ladybug]
Easin in as slick as I can
[Butterfly]
Quiet please, quiet please
Welcome to this class
Black studies 700 the art of easing
I'm your conductor instructor Mr. Castro
Take a look at your syllabus
You are required to be plushed out, and dipped daily
Guess, army suits, Timbs, Lo, whatever
Quiet please in the back, quiet please
You will have two texts
And finally, we are taking a field trip
To the Ingersoll Houses
Projects speak perfect slang
Black Caesar, Superfly, Goldie
These are the images we want you portrayed in
Please, could you be quiet Mr. Simmons
Thank you
[Instrumental Break]
[Yasiin Bey]
What it is, what it is, what it is
What it is
What it is, what it is, what it is
What it is
See me, want me, give me, trust me
Feed me, fuck me, love me, touch me
This whole world is cold and ugly
What we are is low and lovely
I am the most beautiful boogie man
The most beautiful boogie man
Let me be your favorite nightmare
Close your eyes and I'll be right there
While, open, all, over, again
See me, touch me, give me, want me
Feed me, fuck me, trust me, love me
This whole world is cold and ugly
What we are is low and lovely
I am the most beautiful boogie man
The most beautiful boogie man
Let me be your favorite nightmare
Close your eyes and I'll be right there
While, open, all, over, again, again
Ag-a-in
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