[Punch] Yo! We about to rock this joint, from the family. And We want ya´ll all to know, that it´s time...
To rock rock ya´ll
Freak freak ya´ll To the beat ya´ll It´s unique ya´ll (2x)
[Punchline] A-yo praise the master, make plans wit´ your pastor My rap´ll blast ya, send you to the hereafter I push a tractor, for horses grazin´ in the pasture Ya heard I was trickin´, the whole room filled with laughter In ciphers, I´m the one you don´t rhyme after You only know half of the math, it don´t add up The lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatter Watch me now! Just begun like Jimmy Castor I´m bad luck just like walkin´ under ladders Mad rappers, book of life, last chapter
Me and my squad build just like contractors I break shit, you only give hairline fractures Women flash us, don´t know ya better ask us A bastard, wit´ more contacts than Lens Crafters Tear down the rafters, venereals couldn´t clap us You need practice, hit chicks then I´m Casper
[Jane Doe] The church of scientology, feminine biology Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we Polluted by technology, the fumes and its ecology While your thought you was out of copy I get nastier than sodomy Probably an oddesey, started back on robbery Was the degree of the economy that do the sovereignty Regarded as a prodigy, leery in sociology
Let the wallabees always conceal my gynecology Rhymin´ pathologically, that´s how it gotta be! Never makin´ no apology, worshippin´ my anthropology Fuck modesty, studyin´ microbiology Causin´ verbal lobotomy, it´s in my geneology Six months of sobriety, movin´ very methodically Like a unicorn, more ways than oceanography Guard technology, rip shows antibiotically True thugs bionically, give birth to criminology
[Wordsworth] Yo as a youngin´, I swear to God you couldn´t tell me nothin´ I swore I was gettin´ somethin´, clothes-on humpin´ For girls with the church, slacks with some shirts tucked in
I set it up for money, my mom worked when I was cuttin´ Unsigned strugglin´, for the heat I lit the oven One would by the CD, the other would do the dubbin´ Before I met Rob, I was in the clubs frontin´ Oh yeah I know the Tip, when I see him I be duckin´ But now when I´m clubbin´, those that used to dis were buggin´ Overweight chicks, spandex, they stomachs sucked in Stay interruptin´, dance and try to cut in Told people you got in free when you really snuck in
[Q-Tip] We never get concerned about who´s in the league
We just stay workin´ so no one will need An unconcerned outsider givin´ niggas feed My niggas puff weed but negotiate the seed The family is granite and you can´t intercede I try to switch lanes at this operatin´ speed Cats in the game be gamblin´ with greed We the house, you the player and we gonna catch these Who´s the Sam Sneed makin´ microphones bleed Poker face creed while my mind just read Shorty got rhythm but her freak got freed That´s insignificant but this take heed
[Mos Def] They say I´m pretty like Clay is, bright like the day is Beats from my fleet be sweet like Sugar Ray is I´m swingin´ this from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay is
My game is tough to play, I´m tough to weigh like your safe is The aim is, to make you recognize what the name is Mos Def gon´ set it straight from where the 718 is The place with the greats who originate the flavors An all-star block with some all-star neighbors (Turn the music down!) This is probably some haters Achin´ cuz they hear us rotatin´ on the playlist From B-boy laces to Detroit gators Yo Tip I got to bail, where the scale? Help me weigh this...
Yo! We wan´t ya´ll to know...that this is the family, right?
And what we want everybody out there to do...on the dance floor... Is get ready...because noooowwwwww we gonna...
(ad lib) To rock rock ya´ll Freak freak ya´ll To the beat ya´ll It´s unique ya´ll (2x)
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