Netcees: Shaolin R, Wall Crawler, and Cape Crusader
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Lyrics
(Shaolin Robin)
i hold my lungs back/ creating a vacuum
across the room here comes the legion of doom
i'm the young shaolin robin/ wearing my fruity d-loon
i ain't a cartoon/ so don't change the tune
baffled by my lyrics/ critics say i won't make it
my spit floats/ elevate propelled in a ghost ship
leg splits of breezies/ flashing their nice hips
they call me the illest flip/ infects more than SARS kiss
reminisce back then/ when we had some good shit
we rolled deep in the streets/ hollaring at hot chicks
we nice... we buy rice... in kentucky
fried chickens, hungry men, and we needed some money
pulled out our pockets and combined it like VOLTRON
nickels dimes and quarters/ yellow pages and cell phones
can we get the 8 piece meal and some hot sauce
pass me the soy sauce and i'll catch it like Randy Moss
i'll use my hands/ no need for forks y'all
what the fuck yo'/ someone's knocking on my door
ohh shiiiit it's them bitches again/ night gown with no drawers
with cookies in their hand/ got me and my homies/ wondering what's her plan
she said "looking for a man to slam up her nann"
taco looking yellow topping disease infested trap
i wouldn't do it even if you gave me a million bucks
(CHORUS)
A BOOK OF MEMORIES
please turn to the page 3
remember back then with all of your homies
bon fire, clubbing -- when it was use to be
reminisce the past cherishing the memories (2X)
(Wall Crawler)
cruising the streets on interstate 80
crossing the bay area is the place to be
remember the times and days when i used to see
all my people chillin, from east bay and to d.c.
cruising daily in the city was an everyday routine
from east to the west burrowed a hole 6 feet deep
all this fog surroundin me, can't see my own feet
uppin' up the tempo while i ride on this beat (come on)
like a book of memories destined for greatness
life's a journey like a good hook, you can't even fade this
from the present to the future, the past is all in us
i'm a living biography scrutinized by my readers
read between the lines, you can't! ask why is this?
its impossible to understand the work of this genius
my record, believe it or not is like the guinness
book of memories under infinite justice
Chorus
(Cape Crusader)
A book of memories someone stole the first page
Baby pictures of me when I was in the third grade
My brothers used to kick my ass, gimme a bandaid
The one with the Flintstones imprinted on it
Growing up to be youngest in the family
Three older brothers always watching over me
Even during the time when I had my first date
They stuck on to me like flies on sheit
(Shaolin Robin)
Don’t trip bro. here we go
Follow me dogg and watch me flow
A storm of blood was poured in this song
Deep thought lyrics “deep in the matrix” so hear me call
Hear my lungs “of everyone” pump my soul
Hear me rap “within my heart” without a microphone
Battles on to settle who is strong
Even IF I’m the last one gone/ Life goes on