I kick it down I put my down I kick it root down, I put my root So how we gonna' it? Gonna' kick it root Yeah, how you kick it? kick it root down So how you gonna' it? Gonna' kick it root Gonna' it on down, gonna' kick it root donwn
It's not a put I put my down And then I make some love, I put my down Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Everybody knows I'm known for dropping I'm electric Dick Hyman I guess you'd expect to catch the rhymin' Never let you with the stereo sound So Mike, get on the mic and it out We're talking down, I put my root down And if you want to battle me, you're putting loot I said down, it's time to scoot down I'm a step up to the mic in my down Come up from the upper west makin' putting me to the test Sometimes I feel as I've been blessed I'm doing what I want so I never rest Well, I'm not coming out goofy like the Fruit of the Loom Just strutting like the Meters with the Py Py 'Cause downtown Brooklyn is I was born But the snow is falling, then I'm gone You think that I'm a fanatic A phone call from Utah and I'm a panic But we kick it the root when we break it on down Jimmy is my man, I want to give him a pound
I kick it root I put my root I kick it root I put my root So how you wanna it? Gonna kick it down So how we kick it? Gonna kick it down So how we kick it? Gonna it root down Break it all down gonna kick it down
don't stop, get on the mic with the tic and the toc I'll fill you with the rim like brim I'm walking down your block and you say him There goes the guy the funky sound The Beastie Boys you know we come to get Because I've got the flow where I my dick And say oh my God, that's the funky So I'm going to the mic and 'cause a panic The original nasal kid is doing morning I took the train to high street station Doing homework on the train, what a fucked up On the way back up hearing tapes the underground, underneath the sky scrapes Like Harlem world on the Zulu beat show It's Kool Moe D vs. Busy Bee there's one you know Enough of that, I just want to give respect due M.C.A. grab the mic and the Ma Bell will you Bob Marley was a for the freedom fight "If dancin' prays to the lord then I feel alright" It to play a little music Tears running down my face I love to do it And no one can stop this flow from on A master in disaster with a sound that's gone I'll give a shout out to my dad and mom For me into this world and so on
I kick it down I put my root I it root down I put my root So how you wanna it? Gonna kick it down So how we gonna it? Gonna kick it root So how we gonna it? kick it root down Break it all down gonna kick it root
Yeah, that shit's on And that's a record, that's a 'cause of Mario And that's a record, that's a record of Mario And that's a record, that's a to Mario
Awww, now a record, buddy