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(feat. Q-Tip, Jumz & Kel Spencer)
(Uh Yea Uh Yea) Yo flash let me talk to shawty right here real quick let me say this Looking at you sometimes is hard on my eyes I get blinding So when the sun shines on my mind and love your booty in a general way uh When I'm around you girl I'm never tired I'm like a car's engine pissing fire I'm always hoped up on this fire when your around me it makes a better day Yea ominics clouds come and get dreary when your around little girl I'm never weary Make me feel so good I get teary when I think about the love we have uh Let me share this one thing with ya better define to clear up your picture Your my misses and I'm your mister never kno more of the days that are sad Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day) {Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day)} (Uh uh uh) Hey flash I think she likes me (Yes) I wouldn't mind making her my wifey (Yes) Maybe take her out to sight see The South Bronx where the streets are ivory (Ivory) I'll remind her where she came from The same blocks that you got your name from Well who else could you break and wa (Break and wa) She frontin now she knows she hot (Ha ha ha) She did her thing when she move to the A (Ayy) That's alright I forgive her anyway (Anyway) Cause I can only be myself with her She don't judge who the streets perfer They make fun when you fall in love (Fall in love) But she the one I've been dreaming of (Dreaming of) Plus she shyce she won't let me pop I admit my Shawtys Hip Hop Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day) Roses are red Starbust are orange You my two scoops topped with the almonds You like Pop Poppa bear's bowl of porage Way to hott to touch to taste the perfect Melody to my druming bass Since you broke up with what's his face I made it Ma roman numeral I Underline it Y I'm here to protect what's in your chest's left side I'm seeing clear skies in my forcast I remember when we first crossed paths I did a double take looking at you like Ahh You keep it moving cause you didn't give Ahh If there's 6 millon ways to die then there's 6 hundred millon ways to live I pray forgive anything I've done that can block the sun From you shining all day You mine all day Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day) Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day) [Starts to fade] Where you at baby are you comin (Lay down) So sexy I want you (Right now) Look at how you shine (So bright now) Come on (Shine all day) |
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What if Hip Hop was never born, yo?
No Herc, No Flash, No Band, No Change, yo No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC What would the state of dope world truly be? No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting No B-Boys, no B-Girls, No Grafitti, No nothing If Hip Hop was never born? let me make this clear Just the thought of it definitely brings me tears It's not about a salery it's all about reality, And Hip Hop is the reality that creates all these saleries. HIP HOP, HIP HOP, HIP HOP It's in the academies, Hauled from the streets of the hood every family But what if Hip Hop didn't exist? There wouldn't be this, there wouldn't be Chris, Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist. No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either, There would only be tight jeans, tight suits and black sneakers. No Tango hats either, no bandana headdress, no TV's in the headrest Who would be a big mess, trust me Drew it, without rap I'd be saying this here in country music. We be no stars, imagine B-Boying over acoustic guitars, Not the sixteen bars. FEEL ME! The art of sampling as well as cutting and scratching. It's all ours. But really think about it. FEEL ME! What if Hip Hop was never born, yo? No Herc, No Flash, No Band, No Change, yo No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC What would the state of dope world truly be? No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting No B-Boys, no B-Girls, No Grafitti, No nothing What if Hip Hop was never born? let me make this clear Just the thought if it definitely brings me tears So what if Hip Hop was never born? Never known? Never forever wrong, Never criticing our songs? What if Hip Hop was never here? Never that flavour in your ear, Never that thing that make you want to say OH YEAH! No street millionaires, no billionaires. No Russell, No Diddy, No Wayne, No Chamillionaire Let me get this clear, today you have a real choice, Because of Hip Hops existance you have a real voice. But what if Hip Hop never came around to the boogie down, Never touched Herc and it touched another sound. You wouldn't know about James Brown, Pull in the Funkdelic, the radio and still have a play in the sound. (?) It's like wearing the same gown as a model, Stepping off the runway and go eat out at McDonalds. We was the models, and society was McDonalds Comnplete with a presidential clown, McRonald. But really... What if Hip Hop was never born, yo? No Herc, No Flash, No Band, No Change, yo No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC What would the state of dope world truly be? No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting No B-Boys, no B-Girls, No Grafitti, No nothing What if Hip Hop was never born? Let me make this clear, Just the thought of it definitely brings me tears Now that would be something No scratching, no cutting Now Listen, No cars driving by with the boomin' systems, No prison coz non of us would be in 'em, No one would be advertisng that rap to our children. Sure there be murder, and thugs and drugs But they be on the low, and hardly heard of, Except if you watch the news. See, If there was no Hip Hop in society, Then there would be fewer alternative views. See we not about to lose. Real Hip Hop, is like real estate, It's never going to move. I'd be singing the Blues literally, If I didn't acknowledge and cultivate the Hip Hop living in ME! So what's It going to be I ask! Hip Hop wasn't even supposed to last So I gotta laugh when I look at Flash! Yeah Grandmaster Flash is on the tracks, But where would we be without the cut and the scratch? SO I ask! What if Hip Hop was never born, yo? No Herc, No Flash, No Band, No Change, yo No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC What would the state of dope world truly be? No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting No B-Boys, no B-Girls, No Grafitti, No nothing What if Hip Hop was never born? let me make this clear Just the thought of it definitely brings me tears |
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B-boys rock the world
B-girls they don't stop So listen to supernat as i bust through the track Imma give you some real hip hop We gonna talk about the muscles of the dance The ones that put you in a trance Get up on the dance floor and give you more Tell you what they're so advanced Cuz you never seen styles like these Even got b-boys on the siege They bring the crowd straight to they knees Warriors, dance floors under siege All you need is agility and a little speed B-boys now shoot for their own league Supernat this is another heat rock Kill em with flash on the beatbox Hey, he's got a real flow Get on the dance floor Bust into bronco Hey, you gotta do a little footwork This is for the real b-boy network Yeah put your mind at ease You got to be flossy when you freeze Do power moves and make em so nice Make sure that every float is precise Hey, from hand skills to windmills 6 steps they got a real rep Hey, this is the cat called the supernat And if i could i would try to do a hollowback Or scorpion, a headspin, a halo Yeah, for all the cats out there who don't know And get on the mic if you wanna try me Kill em with a 1990 Party people get funky funky Said the hip hop don't stop It's supernat on the track Listen right now we'll bring that back To the days of old when crazy legs was on the dance floor Way that he rocked he would give them much more Mr wiggles and mr wave To be a b-boy, yo you must be brave Rest in peace mr frosty freeze I hope in heaven that you're so at ease Hey do it for rock steady The way that you did it you were so committed New york city breakers they were so live L.a. breakers changed the whole vibe Air force crew took it to another level Supernat a hip hop rebel |
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