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Property Of Spitkicker.Com
De La Soul Feat. Roc Marciano
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Control, Control-Alt-Shift-Command
Commanding crowds, crowd option, vehicle option
Instrument, enter, quantity, 17
Playback, property of Spitkicker.com
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Yo, a slow burn we are, last long three man act
That wake up your thermostat, blind through the property line
Creative minds cross over and back
Scribble with a knife to earn that slice of life
Cock back, aim, shot the name wherever the price is right
The pain earned is the pain learned
And heads talking like Burns
Connect (to the same as it ever was)
Respect the land cause it never floods and well-irrigated
Looking for my vanity it's there, the mirror ate it
Stated, stop being an MC
And give your verses more weight by being just M-E
Thoughts are oxidized when I spit 'em out
And my lungs' preferred taste is encrypted
Words laced to get 'em out the home
(We reward this) with removal service to get kings out the throne
(More hands on) with hands upon the neck
Of a voice magnifier over decks
The sound is found, lithium's in the batch
Lovely how I let my mind float
You can catch me in the early morning
Find me up with no yawning
Haven't been asleep, I'm on cue
8 In the corner pocket from the booth
All 24 hours like it was our debut
Life edited my etiquette
Dreams beyond your eons, you can't wait this out
Star blitz starring it's that crew who never call it splits
Convey lines made from out of spines
So the nerve of us to be so damn crushed
Grit like JDL and we sip from the grail
Where the current cause connects
So we're not unsung, just vexed, this mission's undone
We gettin' loot in this, you new to this, I'm true in this
Baby, you already know who it is
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (we been doing this)
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tuna fish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (enter)
Yo, it's an honor and a pleasure (this is a pleasure)
Rappers is not trying to see me like a diamond tester (no)
I'm on the low, I'm like a silent investor
Well-dressed, my suit and vest is never polyester (never)
Keep a shotty on the dresser, my queen look like a young pepper
Up in the plum compressor (crush it)
My tongue is forever under the weather
However, my heart was still lighter than a feather (uh)
Culturally, it's known I'm like cocoa leaf
Them niggas suck more (uh) with no teeth
On the low-low in my Polo tee
The show cost money but the promo's free
My pen collection is interesting
No steel, still niggas will feel threatened (uh)
My genetics is Kemetic (Kemetic)
Driven in Lams I was looking angelic (uh)
Psychedelic (psychedelic), if niggas
Like it I can sell it (I can sell it)
But I don't fuck with that sweet shit, I'm diabetic (uh)
This is rapping at its peak (at its peak)
The birds steady yapping at the beak of a parakeet
You're not unique, you're no Kool Keith
Your shit is more parody (parody)
The gift of the iller rhyme distributor (iller rhyme)
A verse might run you a year's salary
We gettin' loot in this, you new to this, I'm true in this
Baby, you already know who it is (Posdnuos)
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (we been doing this)
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tuna fish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (enter)
Now put that bread on all fours, The Catcher in the Rye
New York City lights look better in July
4Th, no fireworks but dangle in the sky
Like right there, feeling the night air
Promoting a fair fight, square dance, men of the face-off
Crooked eye letters from Madoff, apologize
Long journeys walk to cold hard facts
Once you turn up there, there's no turning back
From rock cocaine flows to flows that'll crack at the hemline
Verses on the land, muddy your man
That hard work you do on the scale, ham
I'm Joe Pesci on the dish, so messy on the disk
Puerto Rican mamis call me floppy
Leap a tall feeling in a single bound
Way over your head like my ex-girl talking about mind sex
(Well you're a dickhead) two ticks away from "aw shit"
Cause I'm an old fart, go campaign lazy ape
Dave fresh like a pound of sage
Decorate the paramount figures
Watch the way they crown the stage
Sip Crown but I was down in age
See the sailor took a sip, saw the whole ship drown in gray
Classmates couldn't find a page
Had the answers written in my palm ever since promise paid
We gettin' loot in this, you new to this, I'm true in this
Baby, you already know who it is
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (we been doing this)
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tuna fish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this (we been doing this)
We been doing this (we been doing this)
L.I., nigga
L.I., baby
Pimp stand to muh'fuckin' Amityville
(We been doing this) uh, yo
It's an honor and a pleasure (this is a pleasure)
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