Lyrics:
Gettin groovy, Funk is?Sun-ny to the Boonies?
Black hoodie, they'll say I'm home now boogie
What they told me,?bunch of germ tango showbie?
Mango juicy,
problems
You want that gangsta shit I'm with it
Have you dead like the future
Of these buster ass clowns kissing ass and then smooching
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Im
know they all done with bots
I can't be stopped by no brigades or any other ops
Lethal as grenades, dropped by planes on every other block
Equal
ain't got nothing to do with rap
Check the facts, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks
Your government's gangster, so cut
chin
New York'n, a hell of a finer town
Choose your words wisely from the Boogie Down to Chinatown
Or be found with a hole in your designer gown
In
I'm hangin out with the live crew
Dan Dash, Darien, Clark Kent too
The Future Sound, Sean Wan, brother Suave and Kirk
It doesn't take a genius to know
don't stop"
But we was getting robbed like
A bank with no lock
By a record company that was taking a lot
People blaming us and shaming us
But then it all
This is a test
Of the boogie down production
Prevention against sucka MC's
In the event of a real emergency
You would have been instructed
ain't got nothing to do with rap
Check the facts, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks
Your government's gangster, so cut
impress the world with our genius creations
Skipped the hard labor but we know we're still an inspiration
By Uniting the nation, cuz we don't make no
what ya got!
Yeah she was sexy for days
And brother, she had those legs
Woke me up with pork chops and eggs
We used to jump in my Ford
It motored when
with the sun.
I love my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters
That come from all over the place to trace the base.
Inspector Clouseau I
With no holes poked in the nozzle
I fed 'em bedlam diluted in limelight
Till that rookie boogie graduated hostile (hostile)
And the vehicle is
photographed by journalist
Told 'em free the Soledad Brothers or it's murder bitch
We in the van with hostages, time to make our getaway
Then police did
can't fuck with kid
Run up a check I go straight to the bank
Smokin on stank and I'm sippin on drank
Stabbed in the back I been shanked by them snakes
on ropes
Like I'm strapped with a pulley
It take two to tango
That stick make em boogie
Like uh
That's outta character
Fuck it tho this is America
I'm
jurisprudence sowed
With tonal scythes
Soaking social coma slogans out a
Modem stroked by night
Ask the hoaxist locum smokin' dope
With Scissorhands to vulture
rubber like "green is the new green"
Rubber necks froze, slows by the multiplex
Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates
Boogie on the right,
Kobe, medium range rare
What’s MJ, without the air
(Bron, but with the nair)
Curry, without the range
(Boogie, without the rage)
Harden, without stepback
boogie
Don't ask me for favors, if you my brother then imma repay you
All of them meals when I lacked eating stable
For all them talks when I didn't feel
the boogie man
Tension teeth shown with the bredrins
I’m in the mood like adolescences
Feelin relentless rude I bench him
With a Benson in mouth while your
Here comes the hurricane, C.L. same name
Cut by the grain when I land upon the plain
Jah knew the Hebrew, a Papa Duke need you
But none of the fam
gotta reach for my brother
Rolling like i'm batman
With a fresh pair of cutters
Black and gold
We switching out
The drawers of the dresser
Time piece
unbalanced Bandicoot
Thanks to a mad scientist, I'm one of a kind
Energized by every ripe wumpa I find
I'm getting into trouble because
Someone troubled with
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