Hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Return are the b-girl promises
Hip-hop style with a little twist
Original b-girl down for job
Podejdz do mnie taksowka czeka, juz wiesz
Ulice slinia sie, przed momentem spadl deszcz
Warto sie przejechac chociaz nie ma, nie ma gdzie
Skonsumujmy te noc inaczej, inaczej
Kiedys cos na pewno obiecalas mi
Kiedys cos na pewno, pamietam jak dzis
Lake pelna makow, zabierzesz mnie tam
Stokrotka, stokrotka, stokrotka
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie...
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, poddaje...
Sprobuj dzojnt jak noc, ta noc jest jak dzojnt
Nic nie chcemy zmieniac ani odchodzic stad
Niech ta chwila trwa, niech ona dzieje, dzieje sie
Oddalbym za nia siebie teraz
Kiedys cos na pewno obiecalas mi
Kiedys cos na pewno, pamietam jak dzis
Lake pelna makow, zabierzesz mnie tam
Stokrotka, stokrotka, stokrotka
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie...
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, poddaje...
Kiedys cos na pewno obiecalas mi
Kiedys cos na pewno, pamietam jak dzis
Lake pelna makow, zabierzesz mnie tam
Stokrotka, stokrotka, stokrotka
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie...
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
Poddaje sie, nie mowie wiecej juz nic
[Kool Keith]
Yeah whassup T-Love
A lot of brothers be freestylin (right)
Blowin smoke at your clothes
Girls be out there with, weaves with
glue in they scalps, tryin to get loose
But it's time to drop gooses! (true dat)
YouknowhatI'msayin?
"T, hit it off!"
[T-Love]
There's a lot of girls rhymin on the mic with no direction
Don't know why they flexin, forgot rules and lessons
The essence: beats and rhymes and shit
I'm about to show these bitches that I'll die for this
With more than the skills to pay the bills at ?, I rock it
Nobody knows my name, at least I'm hittin pocket
It's been a while.. [Ra:] "been-been-a, been-a, been a long time"
Yeah, it's been a long time since B-Girls got down
Now I be, mannered like Janet, Jack-me when I'm not lookin
Cause iffin I'm lookin, then you get YO' shit tooken
A hundred degrees of heat, under emcees who sleep-walkin
in some bibles since the age of three
See I be a rap editor, rhymer et cetera
to the letter or competitor, not in it for the cheddar
A calligraphist, envisionist
Yeah it's been a long time but I'm back to make a diff'
[Chorus: Kool Keith]
That girl is wack.. That kid is wack..
That producer's wack.. Your whole family's wack..
"So wack that it's bound to show"
[Kool Keith]
I'm systematic, graphic, outspoken, master past a certain MC
Abilities of enemies, construct nine million quitrillion
makes a brother brilliant, strong like Einstein
I find the underlying, words with verbs herb
Make me famous when I pull up on your anus
It's disaster for the tri-state actor, in a circle like Urkel
Yo T-Love, these assholes are dirt specks on my rugs
Smokin blunts with stomach pumps
Pick up the mic, your crew'll only rhyme once
For the budget, 70,000 Monopoly money
With a wack producer, usin Sonny Spitz
You on that "Keep it Real" list, you're broke
You're name is Captain Provoke, better know you ain't
never eatin Tony Rhomes, files of culture I'm still dope
even not with Ultra -- back you saved this from Casio samples
I'm raw like green apples
Fly smooth, I ain't got nuttin to prove
Your album has been out for forever
You didn't even go plether
Plastic was your quota, Mr. Spiritual Philosopher
Prepare for your release for foul speech
You weak, like Cream of Wheat
I step to you and blow out assholes like Miami Heat
Yo, take off those boots, it's ninety-five degrees out here
It's fuckin hot
"So wack that it's bound to show"
[Chorus]
[T-Love]
Return of the B-Girl promises
nothing less, than spectacular, with vernacular
Peep how T mackin the verb
like hoes strollin, on Pharoah, I'm givin you the narrow
The L-Down, I mean the skinny, this Pickaninny
went to rock battle, while she rides up to Denny's
Nah I ain't really tryin to diss nobody
But old school B-Girls swore in the Goddess
In studded Gazelles, they did windmills
West had on the Pumas, East had on the Shells
Rock the Bells sell prevailed by L's lips
Serious about the type of styles we flipped
We get closer to millenium, B-Girls dwindlin
You don't have to stress because "I'm, comin!"
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Sorry for the wack shit you slept through
[Chorus x2]
[Kool Keith]
Yeah, it's return of the B-Girl
T-Love in the house for the nine-seven
Pullin all, glue off wigs
That's right, damagin skulls
That's right it's all beauty parlor skills
That's right
Uh.. uhh, uhh, uhh
Check it out, Wee Bee Foolish duty free
Uhh.. This Kid Named Miles
[T-Love]
Drip drip, be the sound, consumate
when they hangin from my nipple tryin to get a sip
I've got so, much, much, on my mind
Rhymes and beat, beats and rhymes
Ain't these fascinatin times
Check the girl lactatin lines
I'm formula, nourishin and warmin ya
from Panama Canal to Californ-ia
There be a path of spilled milk, leadin to my tilt
[Yeshua Da PoED]
My speech, apparently carries me
over break-beats and melodies smothered in Sara Lee
cakes, teeth, ache, even take care of the
critics, fans, spectators who stare at me
and get the greater effect, flavor beyond belief
increase, calorie intake, with each
syllable I spill, at will, cause I be a
skilled individual, your ?
[Siah]
Up in the tropical illusion, fusin rhyme and rhythm
Leakin about a creek from the wellspring given
Driven to be.. uhh, I'm not sure what (what)
It's gotta be pure, won't strut with smut
Allergic to wackness, like E-D
and T-B too, now see how we do
Anita you dance with the Japanese beetle
Call the ring and make it stop at the rays of the needle
[Chorus: T-Love]
From LA to Brooklyn, it's about rhymes and beats
From Brooklyn to LA, it's about beats and rhymes
[Yeshua Da PoED]
Now if I didn't rap, mics would be lonely, like the only
kid that didn't clap, when the lip be strictly, spittin that
Bros know, flow so intact, it be splittin caps on heads
that authorize admittance on impact in fact
MC's get with that, and take mental notation
of how I utilize, echo location to find my placement
in rotations, that sets the foundation to real collaboration
of creation, begins with my imagination
[Siah]
To write the tight and light the night I need a bit of inspiration
Ate Thinsulate, to get the shit with insulation
Not an insulin patient, I'm pencillin prescriptions
of a sweet medication, stenciled in the scriptures
of the street meditation for a blessed recitation
I lessen repetition with the dressing it's to have a
dash of with the seasoning, sneezing in the back of, class
So when the breeze pass the crack of my ass
You feel the funk
[T-Love]
From LA to Brooklyn, I was out lookin
Too many MC's who wanna swing these
Time to dip dip dive socialize with your mind
Cause in the end bitch, all about rhymes and soul
Siah, Yesh, and me, make peace on the beat
Brooklyn to LA, we cause a melee
Fuck a beef, what the fuck, who give a fuck
As long as the beat is dope and your rhymes don't suck
[Chorus x2]
From LA to Brooklyn [x4]
Yeah, ninety-seven, ninety-eight
Droppin dimes on a high, diva got, beats and rhymes
I mean whatever man, I be sort of like a reverand
Said I'd be back one day, severin
Come now, come all b'say, sister and breddern
Whether'n you got faith or not
Beats fat like three cheese, see, I took walks with Jesus
Now it's time for me to make a reappearance
Now in form, on beats and rhymes sample clearance
I do amazing miracle theorical, cause I'm global
All around the world, from the Merc to Chernobyl
May be on the tongues of millions, like throat lozenges
Whateva I utter is butter, homogenous
To the stuff that they put in tapioca; style's pudding
Wrapped around your neck like a choker
When it comes to rhymes I got a plethora
I'm a definition of a sister who can flip it yo
So where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"
Lyrical wickedness, down to the bone like Medusa
I used ta, turn emcees to stone
I came to break down sounds and proto-plex'm
Excuse me, I'm mic checking, mic checking
one two three -- ask how to spell sweet
L-O-V-E, see, this is the flow that goes
well with the beat, T-Love on the street
I'm on the avenue, in the area, and
lyrical abra-sions, what I'm givin
All throughout my days and, occasion
I'm fazin, amazin.. cause I'm amazin in lo-o-o-ve
Plugin more Tunes than Trugoy to Dove
No static with Rhettmatic
but I'm up above see, ain't got time to kick it
Nah not for no booty B, the rhymes be too wicked
Oh so you can keep your sheeit, what?
So where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"
I be a spitter, not a swallower
See I'm a leader not a follower
See I be like A.D. at a cholera
And my, vocal appearance
O.G. like KDAY, minus interference
Who got the flex next, my wreck'll be done soon
I'm makin mine so each flows I blows is like
hurricanes, it rains when I'mmm flowin
Wack rappers are the H20 growin
Tryin to be battlin, babblin downstream
I smoke verbs, smoke words, end thoughts in brown steam
I get DOWWWWWWN, like if I was in an armed robbery
Styles so fat, they clog an artery
I be on the go, I never run from the dough, I'm vamanos
Now there's steak with the beans and rice, and plantanos
Coast to coast, who works most
I, rise like yeast, they, crumble like toast
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? (I'm comin')
So where you at? (I'm comin')
Where you at? "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"
(I'm comin')
T-Love is.. (I'm comin')
I'm all that y'all, and to the back y'all
It's to the front y'all
It's on the, it's on the
it's on the one
Wanna give props to my boy who made the beat
This Kid Named Miles
Wanna give props to my boy Cutty
Cutty Mack, Cut Chemist
Thanks for the studio, and the use of
Red October storage facility
Lyrics:
It's been about a week, since decisions made.
Indifference.
Tell me, all about your day and less about your night.
Ignorance.
Expectations.
I am all about face. Don't belittle me, don't do my job.
Take all the things you need, and all those things you
want. Leave well alone.
Expectations.
So kiss me and smile at me. Promise that you'll lie to
me. I don't really need to know the truth.
If it's one boy, or two or three, in monogamous leprosy.
Don't you call collect, from some toll booth.
Expectations.
Song: The Sheet that Don't Fit
Lyrics
If you only knew
Maybe you would see
How I forsaw you
Would for the trees
Now I am running out the door
Now I am running out
When I comfort you
Don't leave me alone
Hanging neon truth
While I am waiting by the phone
Now I am running out the door
Now I am running out
I never said we were good, I never said we were good, I
never said we were good, I never said we were...
Interchangeable
In the changing room
Paranoia fuel
It keeps me burning down
Now I am running out the door
Lyrics:
If I don't come and see you tonight
Then I worry, I worry that I never will
You've given it all to me
I've given me all to you
So where does the fear lie?
So why does the fear lie?
[repeat]
If I don't come and see you tonight
Then I worry, I worry that I never will
[repeat]
So open your door to me
I'll open my heart to you
Let loneliness subside
Let loneliness subside
[repeat]
If I don't come and see you tonight
Then I worry, I worry that I never will
[repeat]
Lyrics:
Lucky punch. Taste the sober dripping from your mouth.
The road's been crossed and all things change from now.
I don't wanna be, if you are here with me.
Lucky punch. With open eyes and swollen lip I smile.
All wrongs undone. I pass the blame to you my friend.
I don't wanna be, if you are here with me.
So it's been brought and this is all you've got to give.
It's now or forever gone. Tally the scores.
So it's been brought and this is all you've got to give
I don't wanna be, if you are here with me.
We come into your heart when you're high on love
We come into your mind when you feel a rush
We come into your soul when your guide is gone
We come into your smile when you want some fun
We come into your feet when you jump at night
We come into your hands when you wanna fight
We come into your legs when you wanna run
We come into your smile when you want some fun
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
(So come on feed the)
(So come on feed the)
(So come on feed the)
We come into your heart when you're high on love
We come into your mind when you feel a rush
We come into your soul when your guide is gone
We come into your smile when you want some fun
We come into your feet when you jump at night
We come into your hands when you wanna fight
We come into your legs when you wanna run
We come into your smile when you want some fun
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da
So come on feed the da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
(So come on feed the)
(So come on feed the)
Come a little closer, I know what you need now
Come or I'll make you, and then I'll show you how
Cause baby you and me we are on our feet, no defeat smiling faces
Make this night the very last fight, the wildest life smiling faces
It's like happy violence,
Forcing us tonight it feels so right.
It's like happy violence,
Crashing into you, right into you.
Feel the pleasure, I make you wanna smile.
Feel or I'll make you, no need to question why
Cause baby you and me we are on our feet, no defeat smiling faces
Make this night the very last fight, the wildest life smiling faces
It's like happy violence,
Forcing us tonight it feels so right.
It's like happy violence,
Crashing into you, right into you.
It's like happy violence,
Forcing us tonight it feels so right.
It's like happy violence,
Feeling young and feeling high.
We will never ever come down.
Feeling high and feeling young.
We will never ever come down.
They will try with all the might.
They can't fight when we have tonight.
Falling Falling Fall in love.
We will never ever come down.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So high.
So young.
So high.
So young.
So high.
So young.
So high.
Feeling young and feeling high.
We will never ever come down.
Feeling high and feeling young.
We will never ever come down.
They will try with all the might.
They can't fight when we have tonight.
Falling Falling Fall in love.
We will never ever come down.
Come down, come down, come down, come down.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
So High.
So young.
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes in the sun goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes in the sun goes fun fun fun
(Everyone goes fun fun fun)
(Everyone goes fun fun fun)
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes in the sun goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes in the sun goes fun fun fun
Everyone goes fun fun fun
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeeeeeeeped
me and you and over
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
bleeped
bleeped
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeeeeeeeped
me and you and over
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeeeeeeeped
me and you and over
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
let's get... bleeped tonight
Fight club is closed
We go from hot to cold
No pimps or hoe's
It's time for rock'n'roll
Fight club is closed
We go from hot to cold
No pimps or hoe's
It's time for rock'n'roll
No pimps or hoe's
It's time
No pimps or hoe's
It's time
Rock'n'roll
Fight club is closed
Fight club is closed
We go from hot to cold
No pimps or hoe's
It's time for rock'n'roll [x5]
No pimps or hoe's
It's time
No pimps or hoe's
It's time
Rock'n'roll
Fight club is closed
Now it's official
Ive sent my body on a mission
I left my brain where it's belonging
Cause I won't need it where I'm going
The heads are turning
We so beautiful it's hurting
Bring on bananas and the bubbly
because we are ready to get ugly
everybody lose it we are going to smash this room
everybody lose it but not until the boing clash boom
everybody lose it we are going to smash this room
everybody lose it but not until the boing clash boom
cheating is winning
we keep on winning til the morning
and keep on smiling when we're ballin
while the boing clash keep on calling
everybody lose it
everybody lose it
everybody lose it we are going to smash this room
Let's go play in the water
You can borrow my Rolling Stones t-shirt
Happy drunk in the afternoon
Don't take it off
Sun is beating us harder
Whatchu do with my Rolling Stones t-shirt
It was vintage '69
You took it off
Now the temperature's hotter
Everybody is losing their t-shirt
Nobody is fine as you
You get me off
Don't get wet like the others
Not in my Rolling Stones t-shirt
It was see-through anyway
But you took it off
Let's go play in the water
You can borrow my Rolling Stones t-shirt
Happy drunk in the afternoon
Don't take it off
Sun is beating us harder
Whatchu do with my Rolling Stones t-shirt
It was vintage '69
Everything is free
Make this night the one,
there's riots in the streets,
but we're just havin' fun,
champagne is down the drain.
Not before we're done,
the world is gonna end,
and we're just havin' fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun...
Everything is free.
Make this night the one,
there's riots in the streets,
but we're just havin' fun,
champagne is down the drain.
Not before we're done,
the world is gonna end,
Emergency call this is our code red
Put your hands up high put them in the air
You know what we do and we do it well
In a world full of lies we live to tell
For all the years that
You've been feeding us all that trash
You wasted time
Kick out the epic motherfucker.
Emergency call this is our code red
Put your hands up high put them in the air
You know what we do and we do it well
In a world full of lies we live to tell
For all the years that
You've been feeding us all that trash
You wasted time
Milky, Bitchy, Slutty, chunky,
Milky, Bitchy, Slutty!
We want, to put it in your mouth!
Tasty, so get down and take it.
We want, to serve you cookies with a smile.
We want, to put it in your mouth!
Tasty, so get down and take it.
We want, to serve you cookies with a smile. CHUNKY!
We want
Tasty
We want, to serve you cookies with a smile,
Bitchy
We want
Tasty
We want, to serve you cookies with a smile...
Slutty
Milky, Bitchy, Slutty, hmmmm. oops!
We want, to put it in your mouth!
Tasty, so get down and take it.
We want, to serve cookies with a smile.
We want, to put it in your mouth!
Tasty, so get down and take it.
We come into your heart when you're high on love
We come into your mind when you feel the rush
We come into your soul when your god is gone
We come into smile when you want some fun
We come into your feet; when you're jumping high
We come into your hands when you want a fight
We come into your legs when you want a ride
We come into your smile when you want some fun
So come on feed the Da Da Da Da Da
So come on feed the Da Da Da Da Da
So come on feed the Da Da Da Da Da
So come on feed the...
We come into your heart when you're high on love
We come into your mind when you feel the rush
We come into your soul when your god is gone
We come into smile when you want some fun
We come into your feet; when you're jumping high
We come into your hands when you want a fight
We come into your legs when you want a ride
We come into your smile when you want some fun
So come on feed the Da Da Da Da Da
So come on feed the Da Da Da Da Da
