takin' wrist watches, we be plottin' on change main Why did I hit you up? Homie this is the gang thang Can't hang with us gorillas, main, you just an
dance, This is our chance If you wanna dance, let's take a chance Music is my life coz my life is music I woke up today with this feeling That better
All the boogies in the street Radios turned up very loud Playin' Dancing Queen They love our music This English girl from the North somewhere Is stayin
us funny, we can't make any money. It took us years to figure out, that we were dealing with dummies .They didn't understand the sound from the Bronx, that's the boogie
with us Diggin in the Crates is down with us My Nigga Opie is down with us Raulman is down with us Percie and TA they down with us Tego Calderon is down
boogied through the vestibule while bidding us goodbye The enemy surrounds us and our spirit's almost gone The devil take the calvary that sold us for
with us You know what I'm sayin? We're rollin strong All the busters out there that got some static to say We're settin this shit off physically this
up my niggaz This is Fatman Scoop Holdin' this down right here for my man O.C Harlem World and Brooklyn this town few O.C. is "makin' money" Peter Gunz
's most important is to remember this Women and men are pissed. When they kiss they exchange spit that is venomous Most of it is affection-less and the
ready for the night, so I hopped in my low-low Picked up my boys and we hit the calle Today is gonna be the perfect end to my day (Yeah) My uzi weighs
box. Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit The Mothership Connection is upon you again. Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit Yeah, workin' up a sweat, is it wet yet
y'all are shocked that I've lasted But Blastmaster is a subtitle KRS ONE is more vital And more lethal and more vicious As the suckers always say, "He just dissed us
Used to wish I could break the Rock Steady Wash this be the brown shoe on TV But now it's not dis and it's on like THIS My name is Mos Def, this is good
this shit locked can't nobody steal it boy I'm tryin' to stash somethin' close to a million boy Is ya' with me lost tribe (yeah I feel ya boy) This shit
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