Story Behind the Song
This song originally started off as a Zeppelinesqe rock song until we met up with a couple of guys who had some interesting ideas. The lyrics are about the fine art of rhyming.
Lyrics
Sit back relax and watch me do it
Kickin rhymes that flow like fluid
Here I come simple
Im on that good ship like Shirly Temple
People tremble when I enter the scene
Kirb mean, does damage to your brain
Like dope, can't cope, well here's a rope if you think you can hang
Aint no thing when I spit that ill street slang kid You better off dead from the weak rhymes that you said mine spread all over the world I give vocal joy, oh boy
perfecto ready to wreck those
MCs who cant agree on my vocabulary
I dare the man who say he can defete me
To do it repeatedly
Me and phe laugh cause you know that it can be done
Number one on the block dropping nothing but this nickle plated Hip Hop
hittin you in the spot
We wont stop till we get it get it like Luke
We want all the loot whole crew under pursute........
Here it is, I bring it, all ya suckas know got the flow drink a 4-0, smokin that indo mess around get a body blow heat to a glow with the shoots go-go- move Im in a hurry,
When you see the gat - give me that dollar dollar, people dont follow follow, ya days will be with sorrow
Some rappers are hollow, breakable, shakable, take ya boo and just look at you all up in here pitiful
This is for the toters, the tokers, Newport smokers, controlers, money grip holders, the ice dangling off shoulders
Let me correct, I should have said neck
What you expect, it's Phenom and I'm cashing checks, Like missionary sex, we on top - making it pop,
With this Hip-Hop, sometime we dable into rock and we never stop, even when there's no electricity, Im a bad sillysucka I can flow to a symphony..........
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