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Defari

Duane Johnson, Jr., also known as Defari, is a West Coast hip hop artist. Primarily, he is a solo artist, additionally he is a member of the Likwit Junkies, a rap duo with DJ Babu of Dilated Peoples. He was born at UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, California. He attended the University of California, Berkeley. He began DJing as a young kid in 1982. He was more focused on emceeing, and by 1995, released his first single "Bionic" on Oakland based ABB Records. With the help of E-Swift of Tha Alkaholiks, by 1999, Defari recorded his first album, released on Tommy Boy/Warner Bros. Records. more »

Year:

1999

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"How did this bullshit happen? 
Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?" (2X) 

"I despise a duck MC on the mic"  > Defari 'Big Up' 

Verse 1: 
Rhymes and gems I run tracks like Ben Johnson 
Dick Vytel said my style was awesome 
P.T.P. MC 
Prime Time Precisely 
Word to Brothers I get Isely 
And voyage to Atlantis black sea world of panthers 
Where bothers don't question they answer 
Mathematically with lyrics of strategy 
The goal is to remedy the world of these wack MCs 
Exactly, Defari lyrical athlete 
Find me in the final heat of the Olympic track meet 
For MCs 
This kid he's not the average 
I'm on the rise son like my name was Backstage Laminate 
I got a cabinet of members all who posses spectacular vernacular 
Blazing through contenders 
I remember when hip hop was genuine 
When gimmicks were limited 
MCs were magnificent 
Shows were omnipotent 
The crowd was all feelin' it 
If a kid had skills on stage yo he'd reveal it 
But nowadays mad MCs need lessons in stage presence 
Instead of claimin' they represent 
While I enterprise, maintain, stay awake and wise 
What you hear is what you get 
No lies no disguise 

Hook: (x4) 
"How did this bullshit happen? 
Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?" 

"Rhymes and Gems" 

"I despise a duck MC on the mic" 

Verse 2: 
I like the milk I like the lactate 
I like the milk type cords over a phat ass drum break 
With skill my mind spins like windmills 
For MC creeps I got noun and verb fills and brain pills 
I combine dentistry with crainiology 
Stacks of facts not mythology 
So when I catch wreck to enterprise the land of the sunset 
How much run should one don get? 
I say plenty 
That's word to Penny Hardaway 
Hip hop is an arena and every show is like game day 
On Sunday or Monday 
Whatever day I play at a professional level 
Here, in L.A. 
And that's a raw fact no fiction in this guy 
The essence of a pharaoh D to the E fari 
The only weapon I brandish is my vernacular 
Defari the tackler 
Duck MC capturer 

Hook 

Verse 3: 
Word to the Barbershop MCs I got the remedies for enemies 
Who possess flimsies 
Concepts I bomb step to detonate 
A vocal explosion as big as a tidal wave 
See I'm that kid that you know that you never even heard about 
Defari Heru will soon spread by word of mouth 
Through every ghetto street, backstreet and phat jeep 
I enterprise the west combine with strength plus finesse (Now how we go?) 
I 'm blessed by Allah Almighty 
Teaching class daily plus I'm writtin' rhymes nightly 
Mad MCs be lyin' everyday 
They be them same kids who drink pop off instead of Bombay 
Saffire 
The day will come when they expire 
Retire or get sliced by this lyrical barb wire 
They admire 
While I wire a fax to my everyday contacts 
Plans to make my cash triple stack 

Hook 

Outro: 
Thank you and good night.

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