A college dorm room song from 3 MCs. 1 from East St. Louis, Me from Downtown Charleston, and the 3rd verse from a Milwaukee MC. You tell ME, how da shit sound.
My record label consists of 2 acts: Tha Tree, a duo (Ray-Luv & L-Beware), and a solo artist, Doja Sparkz
Story behind the song
The first week or 2 at Morehouse College last year 03-04, Puncho, who raps first asked me to get on this track he was making. So me being me, AND hearing the beat, I couldnt NOT rip the shit. The beat put me in a zone, I just wish I had more time to perfect the verse cuz I wrote it right there on the spot, and I didnt get a chance to deliver it as good as I would have liked to. But overall I still got my point across that I dont fuck around when it comes to this music.
Lyrics
Black girls, purple haze, hazel eyes, chocolate Tie/ Ooh I love it so, (that's what my wife name), you act as though you like games/ The playaz play, behoof a maneuver/ It's true it smell like manure, but who are you or, me to resist, it/ Does anybody have suggestions, Im asking you these questions, relaxation/ My thing long, you bring thong, I bring kong/ King, meanin ding-a-ling/ Watch a nigga swing da thing, my bigger finger (you)bring tha ring/ You into marriage huh, settin out engagement plans and wedding bans, hot damn you on a roll/ I just laugh at you/ Put you in ya proper place/ Gosh it makes, me just wanna take tha baller brakes/ In this car we drive, many bitches dont see the vision/ Regardless listen, as I carve this diction/ On the microphone I hold court wit music sounds, Bloooka Blouww!! As I shoot em down/ Who got tha Juice now/ Oh what, you Tupac?? I'll bury you wit 2 shots/ Meanin freestyle, you wouldnt, couldnt last da battle/ Pass da paddle, Ima pat dis nigga backwards Harold (Punchos real name)/ Lil ma' ya ass is narrow, hips da same/ I'll give you PAIN if I bang/ I need to f-in get some brains/ You need to kick dis lame/ And swift, get hip to game/ Remove ya motor-mout/ I'll show you what dis road about/ Who choose tha role, or route you model or follow/ If I hear another rapper rap about hollows/ (Wha ya ga do) I'ma trash his ass tomorrow/
