(feat. Tock) [Count Bass-D] Four minutes and seconds, is all that we share You've got dope high hats, ill kicks, and fresh snares Though it's hard to
illest beats As if it ain't no talent involved I've been in Tenessee 8 years and still ain't scared of none of y'all Hey, Count Bass and I will never
make" "Trying to get a piece of this pie we don't share" "I got no time for you and all the moves you fake" [Count Bass-D] Check it, I'm as rare as
[Bass-D: singing] I, got a feeling I, got a feeling potnah I, got a feeling That sandwich is gonna turn you out, yeah [Count Bass-D] Speaking on sandwiches
Red" hair, and gets higher than a Mountain In the 90's, I guess that means she's blacker than me Cause what's a S.O.U.L if you can't feel the bass pounding
[Chorus: DJ Premier sample] "You know how that go, stop doing that You're violatin', straight up and down" Uh, Count Bass, uh, yeah, check it Spongebath
touch my Cad The granddad, now you call me superior You know my name, but me, I never hear of ya Rid - R-i-d, now say it backwards D-i-r, Director In
Big up my nigga Premo Stack loot with my nigga Dino and Enno (Julio) Spliff and my other nigga Chico Uno dos tres quatro cinco (Gimme five) Count from
, I reek it Evil I see, hear and speak it Lady put your money on Shady Fuck that other weak shit Put your eggs in the same basket You can count every
fail with my 7 stripes Strike one pierces the lung over the drum MC's become dumb Like "um?" They numb, bite the tongue over the bass drum I am D the
my name is not Barnacle Bill But I run game like a carnival Don't try to flex or you'll fall like September Still got a posse just add another member Lord D (the D
the time, Jam Master Jay [D.M.C.] Hey they used to call me Easy Dee Because I rapped on the mic so easily But now they call me D.M.C. (HE'S) D.M.C.
nod our heads and worship through beats Go ahead and kneel It's the love that makes the cipher complete And it'd displayed through the way the bass line
, I'm on this son {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, Don Corlito flyin out a Tito The further I get the ground look more mosquito Dutch burnin, other hand
this We nod our heads and worship through beats Go ahead and kneel It?s the love that makes the cipher complete And it?d displayed through the way the bass
nigga Premo, pretty fine Stack loot with my nigga Dino and Enno, Julio Spliff and my other nigga Chico, what? Uno dos tres quatro cinco, gimme five Count
