Eclectic Method - Meta Hip Hop | Текст песни

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I remember way back in the days on my block where they
drop it like it's hot
and give it what you've got
the rhymes spread just like a pox
smoking weed in bambu
sipping on private stock
it's just the styles i got
that keep my mic hot
la di da di
la di da di
I got my ass whooped when i had my first brawl
ooo oooo it's my disco call
get the money dollar dollar bill y'all
kicking in his ear
the rock in here
they just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear

it's bigger than hip hop, hip hop
the hibby dibby dop
hip hop and you don't stop

this is how we do
coming through with the brand new
next rhyme might be about you
whenever you come through
you against me, me against you
why would you want to?
for real though it's true

knock knock open up the door it's real
with the non stop... how you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
things are so passionate, times are so real
I kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pill
just bust me pill the real ill
something that's real
i'm 999 thou short of a mill

Get down go down slow down
Get down go down putting it down

On and on and on and on
on and on
so it goes on and on

808 beats to hit big like Kane
Waiting on a cab standing in the rain
Excuse me honey but nobody's in my lane
Changed by the change or the game of the fame
They dont' know who we be
You know about me, the fake ID
Broken down chemically
Vocal pedigree
Break the monotany
I don't make the list don't be mad at me

I just like to pee, pee, pee
So I can be free
I just like to pee, pee, pee
Can't wait to see

it's bigger than hip hop, hip hop
the hibby dibby dop
hip hop and you don't stop

Now, don't you tell me to smile
Undergrounds my style
Wicked, Wild
infect crowds
top of the pile
switch my style
everybody know we crazy wild
and for this i have vows
Stuck of the realness
like this
Feeling out of place cos man do I miss
Time to get paid
Now life is made
Turning over the page
Visual Audio Age
Every rhyme i write
up on this mic
I got my act right incase you act quite difficult
So sick how the clock go tick
That's the new shit
If it ain't broke then don't try to fix it

On and on and on and on
on and on
so it goes on and on

Moving and showing cats how it's done
So I can take the money never have to run
Ummm it was on the tip of my tongues
You say you a gangster but you never popped none
Ordered another round
cos I need to slow down
Give the brother a pound and watch him hit the ground
I want to rock right now
I know my streets, I know my sound
My stomping ground
on the hottest round

On and on and on and on
on and on
so it goes on and on

I love it when they say "enjoy your stay"
Leaving the bodega I say "Sauve"
I cut so much you thought i was a DJ
Stay out my way
is where we stay
Yes what the dealy yo
You already know
You got to be a pro
Don't let it go
eenie meenie miney mo
which mother *^$%$ stole my flow
Living room floor
with a big 40
The way that i rhyme at a show
rock a house party at the drop of a hat
Front, front side to side middle to back
My peoples are you with me where you at
Wiggida Wiggida Wiggida Wack
Snap back
way back
you think i don't know that?
i know this for a fact
you don't know how to act

where the party at
in this thing called rap
now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
now turn it back up
turn the bass up
times up
hold up

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