Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Bring it to you every time like this?(like this) Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Step, step up, step, step up
lets go
Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Bring it to you every time like this?(like this) Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Step, step up, step, step up
Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Bring it to you every time like this?(like this) Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Step, step up, step, step up
Watch as the room rocks Men only moonwalk Mixed media slang Banging in your boom box verbal violence Lyrical stylist In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish You can’t tempt me with rhymes that are empty Rapping to a beat doesn’t make you an MC With your lack of skill and facility You’re killing me And a DJ in the group just for credibility I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes You’re not an emcee if someone else writes your lines And rapping over rock doesn’t make you a pioneer Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years But now they’re getting randomly mixed and matched up All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck So how does it stack up? None of it’s real You want to be an emcee (help us out come on)
Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Bring it to you every time like this?(like this) Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Step, step up, step, step up
Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Bring it to you every time like this?(like this) Who can rock a rhyme like this?(like this) Step, step up, step, step up
(aright guys, you passed, lets go to the next one)
Yo, peep the style and the kids checking for it The number one question is how could you ignore it We drop right back in the cut over basement tracks With raps that got you backing this up like Rewind that we're just rolling with the rhythm Rise from the ashes of stylistic division With these non-stop lyrics of life living Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven But in the meantime there are those who wanna talk this and that So I suppose that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
come on
Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me Told you everything loud and clear But (nobody’s listening) Called to you so clearly but you don’t want to hear me Told you everything loud and clear But nobody’s listening
(this song is called it's goin' down, you ready)
When i say it's goin', you say down It's goin' (down) It's goin' (down) When i say it's goin', you say down It's goin' (down) It's goin' (down) When i say it's goin', you say down It's goin' (down) It's goin' (down) When i say it's goin', you say down It's goin' (down) Check it out, it's goin' down
It's going down The rhythm projects 'round the next sound Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down The melting pot of a super-futuresque style The combination of vocal caress With lungs the gasp for breath From emotional stress With special effects And a distorted collage Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
It's going down The logical progression on the timeline The seperation narrowed down to a fine line To blur the edges so they blend together properly Take you on an audible odyssey Now it's going down A logical progression on the timeline The seperation narrowed down to a fine line (let me see everybody's hands in the air)
It's goin down Out for the world to see LP and X-Men to the 10th degree (It's goin down) Nobody in the world is safe When we melt down the wax in your