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Buck Foolish
The Nextmen
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Level, three
Um, yeah, yeah
Ken Boogaloo, we perform this
(Check it out) Nextmen
Scenario, yeah
One time
UK and BK
(Check it out) check it out
Check me out
No need for introductions once Ken is clutching
The mic and starts busting lines over percussions
Temper tantrums lead to random temple touching
Adrenaline rushing, Nextmen production
Son it ain't nothing, for me to get up in
The lab and write this with virgin tightness
I know all my peoples from the urban like this
Despite kid's herbs who got nerves to bite this
My words are priceless and so decisive
On point, like an ice pick, you can't deny this
I'm one of the livest kids who supply this
Gift God provided, so I decided
To grab the mic like dynamite and ignite it
The BK and UK together united
We doing it up yo and I'm so excited
Like the Pointer Sisters and I just can't hide it
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
That's right
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen (that's right)
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
Target take an L
Pick it out flick a photograph
Who do the knowledge
But you still don't know the math
Probably of fractions, but still don't know the half
Selling that bullshit my squad 'bout to close your ass
For renovation, we blow up on detonation
You ain't ill man, you just on medication
But it's music, I got love and dedication
While you steady breaking rules and regulations
Faking moves like the wrestling federation
I'm just waiting for my time while you cheddar chasing
You impatient so you never gon' make Nathan
We be creating, in other words innovating
Conversating over beats of ill combination
Masterpiece that hits the streets and conquers nations
Before I go, I say, "Peace" to my congregation
Chill y'all I gotta break like Gary Payton
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit (what, what?)
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out (that's right)
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
That's right
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
I'm dangerous, like a nigga smoking angel dust
With a flame to bust, fam call me sucker
'Cause I remain untouched
Mics I claim and flush
And flow 'til my brain bust and blood rush
My clever rhymes will even make the hardest thug blush
And if he act up
I leave him with his mugg crushed
I must bust a verse or two
To show you I'm versatile
And if I curse at you
Then brother take it personal
I'm straight up, I'm vertical
Boog' the merciful
Go off the top like a convertible
Kid, I'm alerting you take shelter
When I'm merking through your neighborhood
I'm inflammable, so nobody blazing wood
I'm just expressing myself the only way I could
On the microphone, displaying what I should
Don't get it twist or misunderstood
When you messing with the Nextmen and Ken Boog'
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit (yeah, yeah)
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
That's right
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
Who kicks that
Hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen (that's right)
Who kicks that
Hot-hot-hot shit
Boogaloo stop, look and listen
Check me out
No doubt, Nextmen
Tenario Records
You know how we do
One time Ken Boogaloo
SI
Yeah, sure
Big blast, no doubt
Yeah, yeah, this is call for Dominic, you know
Like, um, me-, oh shit, man
Like I was jonezed the other night right and um
I got a contract issue on you guys
Be more graphic you know, um, oh shit
So this gon' be the big guy
Like big tall dark handsome guy
Probably gonna come and jack you in the back
Of the head with a 22 Sterling
But, uh, oh shit, okay
You know I can't get a hold of him
Tell me that's what's cost, I can't call it off
So you better fucking call me"
What, you don't got my fucking number?
You know who it is
Good God, I called you fucking holla
And everyone fucking disappears
What the fuck's going on?
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