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Well, I got more bounce to the fuckin' bump<br />And then you want to know<br />Why it's cause I'm motherfuckin' truckin'<br />I'm in the pocket just like Grady Tate<br />I got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait<br />'Cause I'm the master blaster<br />Drinking up the shasta<br />My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to<br />So light a match to my ass 'cause I'm blown up<br />I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up<br />But now I want y'all to move it<br />Put your point on the floor and just prove it<br />And I'm smurfin not rehearsin' gettin' live y'all<br />A little puffy so you know what I'm doin' right<br />'Cause that's the kind of frame of mind I'm in<br />I got a feelin' that's back again<br />So don't touch me 'cause I'm electric<br />And if you touch me you'll get shocked!<br /><br /><br />You've got the boomin' system<br />But it's blasting out doo-doo<br />You think it's chocolate milk<br />But it's watered down yoo-hoo<br />I've been through many times<br />In which I thought I might lose it<br />The only thing that saved me<br />Has always been music<br />We've got our own studio the son of the G<br />It's no question life's been good to me<br />'Cause life ain't nothing but a good groove<br />A good mix tape to put you in the right mood<br />This one goes out to my man the Groove Merchant<br />Coming through with beats<br />For which I've been searching<br />Like two sealed copies of expansions<br />I'm like Tom Vu with yachts and mansions<br />The logo I sport is the face of the monkey<br />Union made Ben Davis quality it's no junk see<br />My chrome is shining just like an icicle<br />I ride around town on my low-rider bicycle.<br /><br /><br />So many wack M.C.'s<br />You get the T.V. bozack<br />Ain't even gonna call out your names <br />'Cause you're so wack<br />But one big oaf whose faker than plastic<br />A dictionary definition of the word spastic<br />You should have never started something<br />That you couldn't finish<br />'Cause writin' rhymes to me<br />Is like Popeye to spinach<br />I'm bad ass move your fat ass<br />'Cause you're wack son<br />Dancin' around like you think you're Janet Jackson<br />Thought you could walk on me<br />To get some ground to walk on<br />I'll put the rug out under your ass<br />As I talk on<br />I'll take you out like a sniper on a roof<br />Like an M.C. at the fever in the D.J. booth<br />With your headphones strapped<br />You're rockin' rewind pause<br />Tryin' to figure out what you can do to go for yours<br />But liek the pencil to the paper I got more to come<br />One after another you can all get some<br />So you getter take your time<br />And meditate on your rhyme<br />'Cause your shit'll be stinking<br />When I go for mine<br />And that's right y'all don't get uptight y'all<br />You can't say shit<br />Because you're biting what I write y'all<br />And that's wrong y'all over the long haul<br />You can't cut the mustard<br />When you're fronting it all
New song lyrics
Well, I got more bounce to the fuckin' bump<br />And then you want to know<br />Why it's cause I'm motherfuckin' truckin'<br />I'm in the pocket just like Grady Tate<br />I got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait<br />'Cause I'm the master blaster<br />Drinking up the shasta<br />My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to<br />So light a match to my ass 'cause I'm blown up<br />I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up<br />But now I want y'all to move it<br />Put your point on the floor and just prove it<br />And I'm smurfin not rehearsin' gettin' live y'all<br />A little puffy so you know what I'm doin' right<br />'Cause that's the kind of frame of mind I'm in<br />I got a feelin' that's back again<br />So don't touch me 'cause I'm electric<br />And if you touch me you'll get shocked!<br /><br /><br />You've got the boomin' system<br />But it's blasting out doo-doo<br />You think it's chocolate milk<br />But it's watered down yoo-hoo<br />I've been through many times<br />In which I thought I might lose it<br />The only thing that saved me<br />Has always been music<br />We've got our own studio the son of the G<br />It's no question life's been good to me<br />'Cause life ain't nothing but a good groove<br />A good mix tape to put you in the right mood<br />This one goes out to my man the Groove Merchant<br />Coming through with beats<br />For which I've been searching<br />Like two sealed copies of expansions<br />I'm like Tom Vu with yachts and mansions<br />The logo I sport is the face of the monkey<br />Union made Ben Davis quality it's no junk see<br />My chrome is shining just like an icicle<br />I ride around town on my low-rider bicycle.<br /><br /><br />So many wack M.C.'s<br />You get the T.V. bozack<br />Ain't even gonna call out your names <br />'Cause you're so wack<br />But one big oaf whose faker than plastic<br />A dictionary definition of the word spastic<br />You should have never started something<br />That you couldn't finish<br />'Cause writin' rhymes to me<br />Is like Popeye to spinach<br />I'm bad ass move your fat ass<br />'Cause you're wack son<br />Dancin' around like you think you're Janet Jackson<br />Thought you could walk on me<br />To get some ground to walk on<br />I'll put the rug out under your ass<br />As I talk on<br />I'll take you out like a sniper on a roof<br />Like an M.C. at the fever in the D.J. booth<br />With your headphones strapped<br />You're rockin' rewind pause<br />Tryin' to figure out what you can do to go for yours<br />But liek the pencil to the paper I got more to come<br />One after another you can all get some<br />So you getter take your time<br />And meditate on your rhyme<br />'Cause your shit'll be stinking<br />When I go for mine<br />And that's right y'all don't get uptight y'all<br />You can't say shit<br />Because you're biting what I write y'all<br />And that's wrong y'all over the long haul<br />You can't cut the mustard<br />When you're fronting it all
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