"It's Like Dat"  Parental Advisory genre: Hip Hop
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	This song is about all we represent....shit.
	CD: The Lesson   Label: CashandNuts Records
	Story Behind the Song This was recorded with a standard pc mic but underwent huge amounts of editing....believe me. Lyrics It's Like that You know it It's Like that We bring it It's like that You know it OBCR Yeah (x2) {Aziz} Now stop, while i'm bustin literaly my lyrikatas get me a sack of patatas noone call me a fat ass i'm blowin up ur garage I don't care what's in it exept maybe ur set of wheels if i've seen it i haven't seen it so i continue my rampage with maximum damage i'm covered with follage like a commando i wear red head band like rambo i don't like mambo cuz it's so dumbo it's like a fat hoe uh oh, another rhyme goes like a banana i beat yo ass like a piniata you stutta ,cuz u say sh-sh-sh-sh-shut up i ain't no liar i'm just a mothafucka who contiues saying shit i don't care about you and what u think {Gee} I got a pc mic in ma hand I hold it and i stand When it's time to spit i burn y'all suckers like the hot sand So you betta run We got tha crepes and juice You say got the paper but that's just a small excuse I drop the rhymes spectacular sippin your blood as dracula stalkin at you with ma binoculars makin it fabulous, this is how we do, causing you halucination If you wanna get our point you gotta be patient probably too patient, cuz we don't gotta point We're waiting for you to go to W.C to smoke a joint and then appoint When we bring it, we bring it like we can sing it we can't but we can be rigit and definitely kick it Now holla me Bad, don't holla me fat, And when you sad, It's like dat {Aziz} And now we flow in this solo we spit until we get hollow hollow as much as a polo we always ride wit a low-low Back in the block, words in the stock until you can't talk, get a piece of chalk and write it down what you think now ? Now If you like it like that brotha i betta kick it Spittin my rhymes unstopable while u get an ass whoopin yo momma is in the kitchen cookin you chicken but ur occupied with the crops on the floor u lickin ur ass is itchin, you betta scratch it , befo you get blast in yo ass bustin yo ass, i'm quicker than this, dropen yo ass, i've broken you ass flatenned your ass, you look like an ass YOu're just an ass man an AAAASS Cuz the thing is siply this if u can't under stand this then this is it now sing wit this Don't diss this shit please this shit feel this shit fuck this shit we back with this shit aww shit can't deal wit this shit Now u r under attack and don't be fuckin wit that nobody is fuckin wit us, we blockin yo pass Cuz it's like that!!!!! {Gee} It's like ma rhymes can get in yo spine and mind and produce messages better than just squiZing oranges to make the orange juice needed to splash you off the stage welcome to the age of rage* whatever happens leaves you in a state of daze based, on a true story of a bomb on a lorry exploding i'm sorry, the scene's kida gorry but it's still boring though i don't give a fuck, i just be dropping a pack of words like a piano on your head and smoking them herbs * make sure they be stirred , like the desert and everything you find in the kitchen now quit all this bitchin or i'll burry you under the stiches call me malicious cuz I do ma own stunts You think i do it for fun, well i do it for fun Gee and Aziz run this until we get done It's like dat, like dat when you smoke a blunt

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