Lyrics:
it a grand
Know it's the mvmt like drewski and em
Envy it plays ain't talking Dj
Dont sing a soul if caught in the play
Keep it 100 ill keep it
Huh, yeah-yeah, we reminiscin'
Yeah-yeah
I don't rap fast but I rap technical, yeah-yeah
We reminiscin'
True story
He in the kitchen (DJ Tidesoft!)
as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here
the evening
All dens here, Start lauding, DJ drop that song
I wanna see the cloud go crazy, This night is gonna to be so crazy
We're here to rock, Young wild,
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing '99)
Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out (STUPID)
Aiyyo, we got these hoes spread out like mustard
the first rule in the game
No biting, that’s not the way that you get a name
We represent the real hip hop
and I’m still here only cause I choose to remain
Fresh up out the hyperbolic time chamber man
Spirit bomb on y'all bruh haha
We ready
Everybody here for a reason
We the ones that gotta save
We fresh as, you know we fresh as fuuhhh
Fresh to death like what
Still don't give no fucks
Passing city's while passing blunts
Don't want your smoke
The Baby Bubbas in the house
We came here to party, so get up everybody
We came here to party, so get up everybody
We came here to party, so get
know we'll be dancing with the DJ
We don't care if the sun comes up
'Cause you know we'll be dancing with the DJ
Come tonight, I'm gonna find your
right here until they come get me (I'm talkin' 'bout murder)
Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?
You can come and get a fresh buck-fifty
We
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
speak
Keep the heat at full peak My grammar
With stamina, grabs a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the back of that DJ
I'm strappin'
By design we're tough
There's no whining in those dreams force
If you can pick the winners and
Fix your mind for team sports
And if you can't then so
Here's an example of KRS-One
They wish to battle BDP, but they cannot
They must be on the dick of who? DJ Scott La Rock
Cause we don't complain nor do
Here's an example of KRS-One
They wish to battle BDP, but they cannot
They must be on the dick of who? DJ Scott La Rock
Cause we don't complain nor do
the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding with ya
Party by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in
the pen
And wrote my first rhyme and got that feelin'
And now I'm here in the flesh still dope still death
Tryin' to get my song (rockin' on the radio)
my Crew is 2 Live
I ascend like Christ and watch you die
Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!)
Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!)
DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop
We the motherfuckin' best
You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise
You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high
Do it, do it, I'ma
pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp?
(Ninja)
Me and my super fresh look to the rescue
We come
report
This here that fresh information so you should probably talk
AQ and M on a project yo this is valid talk
The game needed us to do another one DJ
Superstar DJs here we go!
Somebody say 'Ho' (Ho)
Say 'Ho, Ho' (Ho, Ho)
Now somebody, anybody, everybody scream (Scream)
Now throw your hands in
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