08 That's The Joint (BONUS-TRACK) (vkontakte.ru/bestmusiclub)
That's the joint... Play it again
I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move It gots a feelin that makes me wanna do my do Got me feelin joy, turn my grey sky blue And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movi' some Body parts that got brothers actin dumb And they be actin dumb-D-D-D-D-D-D-DDDDDDDD-DUMB And they be actin dumb from the cut that's playin People break they neck from this demonstration We about mass appeal, no segregation Got black to asian, and caucausian
That's the joint... That's the jam... play it again...
Let your body collide to the rhythm provided by the mind state affairs, classified to make y'all heat up and flare, I swear I serenade the soul and, so beware And what's happenin here, seek one to help you Feelin a piece of mind, let your spine unwind Maybe in time we can stop this crime But until then, yo I'ma rock a rhyme sayin
That's the joint...
Got some streets appeal with the junk's that real I don't need no steel to make my point Get down and dirty cause that's my joint Ha! Ha! Ha! That's my joint... Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha that's my joint... We preferably, make our point Through a nation we build, off the musical field Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel Any time or place, on stage in your face Orbiting in Earth, and outer space
We rock that {*shuh*} we flip that {*shuh*} Some East coast, West coast, cosmic {*uh*} Some Borthbound {*shuh*} some some Southbound {*shuh*} Some overseas London out of town {*uh*} Rockin the joint, rockin the jams
[record slows down] Turn that shit up, play it again Cause that's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit...