"Role Reversal"  Parental Advisory genre: Hip Hop
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	The songs starts with DJ Forge rapping, and J The Stranger Scrathing. The Dynamic Duo soon realize they need Role Reversal to produce the realness.
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	Story Behind the Song This song took about 15 minutes to write, and about 2 hours to record the vocals. Scratches and the intro skit were added last. What motivated us to do this? Creativity, and the wackness of radio. Lyrics Yo, it's the bastard sons of the beat Born to bounce the place and get the crowd on they feet With Forge on the tables, the kid who rules bass Causin' trouble with treble and diggin' records from crates J the Stranger called Frosh with millennium styles Caped crusaders droppin' bombs, gracin' faces with smiles It's that old-school flavor gettin' ya hype to death Blowin' up all the hate and buildin' love from what's left J is the artist paintin' pictures with words Forge caresses the needle along his vinyl-type curves His hands on the tables make the sound unstable Others try to cop the style but they just ain't able Not capable of copyin' the skills, Forge is wreckin' it Not fuckin' up sound, kid, this DJ's CORRECTIN' it! Throw your hands in the air, y'all, show us some love Let me rhyme 'til I die, you'll have to pull out the plug Yo Forge, flex ya tech, show 'em what we're about When this kid spins a disc, you gon' get knocked the fuck out It spreads flame the way my words burn And if Forge is too hot? That's how the tables turn J Strange was born with an unusual tongue Spittin' the sickest of lyrics from invincible lungs Frosh be like Mario, Forge is Luigi Wipin' out dirty rhymes like Windex and squeegees Wack style's out of place in our hall of fame And fuck what y'all heard--WE PUTTIN' SHAME IN YOUR GAME! Never known to bust soft, we so hard, we throw rocks Life of death, mos def, you gettin' knocked out the box Others gettin' deals off the shit we discard Rap's next generation like some Jean-Luc Picard The Forge Enterprise based on transformin' sound Got ya noddin' ya heads and bodies movin' around Fuck the record biz, we the best there is Worse than John Wayne Gacy, way we murderin' kids Words on warped sound, profound experience Rhymes styles fly around in your mind, delirious Hearin' this shit, many brains get strangled Forge is dangerous, kid, mixin' rhythms in tangles

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