Lyrics
Boogie Down
Its difficult to get the crowd hype, flashing lights, and get my rhymes right, Crashing Mics, Maybe matching tights, thats alright, I dont need a avatar, My flows ruff and rugged people say Im black like labadors, And picking at my rhymes like a salad bar, When I spewing out my verses from my repertoire, repping for myself and for the crew that I am with, then I step into the lab throw my coat like scientist, I got the eye of the tiger with a lions fist, And getting u to hear my raps is my dying wish, Working out my writing wrist almost like a reflex, while I try to catch the boogie in a Kleenex, feel the amp from crowds when they chanting out that we next, More exciting then the offers that we get for free sex, baring arms with mics like Im wearing sleeveless, spot lights hit the stage and I feel like jesus
I got the room all bouncing like a jumping jack, Best believe it when I say Im giving something back, Leave ya ear drums banging till they disconnect, Bringing love to this music like intimimate, Im a gentlemen myself but on stage Im a beast, Unleashing heavy bombs I drop makes it harder to breathe, Scratch the record up a bit so that the song will bleed, and make ya heart skip a beat like ya had to sneeze, Sprucing up verses like a daquri, A nac for me actually, I got more power with my verses than Hercules, Certainly Im giving all my rap a guarantee, Personally I believe that rap can change, But their seems to be an urgency fo r cash and chains, But pour my soul into my flow like its gasoline, And unlock a new era like a master Key
Will get down when the sound boy drops this, cant top this, rock this Coming like the Lockness, Forming a group with my posse, Stuffing money that I get from shows in my pockets, rap is more than the music its a bigger topic, Im a scholar to this hip hop call me a prophet, Monastic, with my substance so lofty, stick my neck out for the game like an ostrich, Im the diagnostic to rap we listen to, Plan to bring revolution to institutes, Throw the boogie down like the children do, best believe me Thats just the interlude, Amplitude blaring loud coming from the stage, My Punch lines take ya home like Im Willie Mays, Making you amazed when I say a silly phrase, And Leave ya hair standing high like a chilly day
