(feat. Mc Lyte) [Chuck D] Aight, this is how we gon' do it, come on, uh Birth, she here on the planet Earth Against the curse of grain and submitted
you hit the mirror black Turn you back on yourself I wouldn't trust some a y'all If you was my right hand, man I'd cut it off at the wrist Like you name
(feat. Melquan) [intro: Chuck D] Stop the presses! Stop the presses! Hear ye D for court 'dresses! The court is now in session The Rakliq is now here
[Verse 1:] No mistako Not just some whacko from Waco Crazy I'll plead insanity Just to save humanity Be good like no Johnny Never liked no Guliani Cause
My crew ain't juicy, I am not cold chillin.' I'm a super villain. I'd even room with Dr. Doom And we'd be killin! I'd rip a bitch in London just for one
it's vengeance [Chorus x4] [B.I.G.:] (Goodness gracious) Gettin' money [B.I.G.:] (Tha papers) Gettin' money [B.I.G.:] (Get paid) [Verse 3: Chuck D]
Yeah, reminiscent of another time And another state of mind [Verse 1:] I used to flow They used to call me a rhyme animal Some of them don't call me
I can do is finger roll The hit list grows like Pete Rose As I rise above who you recognize I wanna know that disguise Who are you? And wher'd you come
(On my next show: Gay pet's) (Laziness is in the house Slob wit no job is in the house) [Verse 1: Chuck D] See my rhymes be hot like soul food spots
closely fool, crime don't pay Gas and dope bullets and coke ain't the way You need to march with the Nation on Atonement Day, represent [Chuck D] Now
[Chubb Rock song plays in background] (Yo..yo..Chuck D is the bomb, god {What nigga...now get the fuck outta here...fuck what you think Chuck D ain'
[Verse 1:] No buddah bliss She musta missed it Still bangin wit the anger Kissed a soul sanger Class of 78 sunset strip Cause I been outta high 20 years
[Professor Griff calls Chuck D] Yeah Chuck, this is Griff That studio session you set up 24 extincts today I already called to set it up So I be there
Yeah some of y'all flip like wills never got What we gon do right here is go back Waaay back Back into rhyme We gonna do a song that you never heard
[Chorus: x2] If I can't change the people around me I change the people around me Some don't know was'up Shit iz jus fucked up They don't know what'
send another nigga to the morgue A point scored- they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd
Traduzione: Chuck D. Lowrider (On The Boulevard).
Traduzione: Chuck D. Intoccabile.
