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Electrik Heat
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Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Checka what? Get down
Check it out, check it out
It's the return, burn like a supernova
Spin the plate, the great debate's over
Don't rush, take it easy, slow down
Earth is a spaceship spinning round and round
We're in it together, we can make it better
Don't sweat a swing thing with no vendetta
I rhyme in a grass style, carve every letter
To move every b-boy king like Coretta Scott
Keep it hot, black must rock
Plot and we trot to recognize what's not
The L-to-the-O-V M-O-V-E
K-Dub droppin' a dub, it's new TV
The MC double-E, no doubt
Runnin' around, wakin' up, turnin' the party out
We all fall from grace and make mistakes
And race to face to face with the antidote
Every single word in the verb wild style
This is not a mission, it's a rhythm-like style
Still in the struggle and I see the light dial turnin' to ten
Check it out now
Can you feel it? To the beat, y'all
Let the music play for the people
And if you're down to rock, whether you're ready or not
Yo, guess who's back with the sequel
Oh, yeah, just do it
Oh, yeah, just
Can you feel it? To the beat, y'all
Let the music play for the people
And if you're down to rock, whether you're ready or not
Yo, guess who's back with the sequel
Oh, yeah, just do it
Oh, yeah, just
In the beginning, the light, it shines so bright
In the city of my mind, skate night
Listening, glistening, the moon reflecting
The sun makin' me run with the music, oh
Get low, get mo', get ho
It's liquid black gold
Yes, I'm in the house, but I never ever sold
Rhyme black vinyl, twenty years old
With the mic in my hand, ringin' alarms
Singin' the songs, breakin' the drum
Drama so hard
Too much intro, been so instrumental
Potential exponential
DJ's cuts are presidential
Yo, Jazz, we get it down, yo
I wake up to make the main cuts
Face the pain, the space contain
It's the heat-seeker, back in the speaker to beat the sleep preacher
Yo
Can you feel it? To the beat, y'all
Let the music play for the people
And if you're down to rock, whether you're ready or not
Yo, guess who's back with the sequel
Oh, yeah, just do it
Oh, yeah, just
Can you feel it? To the beat, y'all
Let the music play for the people
And if you're down to rock, whether you're ready or not
Yo, guess who's back with the sequel
Oh, yeah, just do it
Oh, yeah, just