(*Human Mix Wise beatboxing*)
(all) '88
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(*scratching of*) (Prince Paul) (DBC) (Wise) (The Band) (Fruitkwan) (Delite) (Daddy-O)
(Daddy-O) I buy my clothes at the Gap, I really how to rap I like root on tap and I'm a shorty strapped And Run once said I'm proud to be black And if I sat on a bus, it wouldn't be in the And I reside in the East and all the Gods say And every since I rappin I've been Ebony Chief And if I the Pepsi Challenge, I'd choose Dr. Brown Yo Wise, let me hear Stet Troop sound
(*Human Mix Machine Wise his 'human guitar'*)
(Daddy-O) Some people call me Kareem, at work they me Glen I was on tour last year, year I'll do it again And though I'm not a politician I all my rights I had a fight with a cop just last Address my girl 'my dear', been shootin for years And I never been a sucker in to my peers The Stet says a rhyme, I'm on time Wait a minute - let me think of my next Ehm - Ehm - Ehm - I eat at BBQ, days are through I like it in Charles, I like miami too I was in San Diego had to visit the zoo And I don't like used cars, so buy one new I'm readin Stephen King, Joan ain't my thing I got beef, I give (Name) a ring I with Walter and Lumumba in an Aero Star Yo Wise, a little bit of that guitar
(*Human Mix Machine Wise plays his guitar'*)
(Delite) you And in class love when it's time to spar I tape the daytime on a VCR I drink milk to give my tummy a rest I use? in the cause I don't like? I eat my ice creams slow, call bro And when I had a yoyo, I had the one that I to make go-karts, now rappin is my art Scott La Rock still lives my heart
(Delite) Now I'm a lover of hats, I make in stracks to watch The Box, music video tracks Always in school, my mother raised no fool And if I broke any rules, my pops got rude
me MC Delite a/k/a Shaheed Here to teach and lead by my rhymin Make the crowd yell 'ho' I go solo Yo Wise, give me a of what you gave Daddy-O
(*Human Mix Machine Wise his 'human guitar'*)
(Delite) I love to cool and with a girl that's real She will chill at my place and I will cook the I've been so places and saw many faces One city I was the city of Vegas Othe night never quits, legit And the only cheered at the end of a skit Oh, one other fact, I 300 smack But soon I got the bets and I won it all
(*Human Mix Wise plays his 'human guitar'*)
(*scratching of*) (Stet Troop)
(*Human Mix Wise plays his 'human guitar'*)
(Fruitkwan) All my sneakers are gold, on the mic I'm Don't me like I'm a kid, I'm 24 years old I like to fly in a plane, call a a dame Like the Empire State recognition I gain Stet Troop and a beat, the world of is complete A lotta records are weak, but one is unique Like were just grapes, crushin suckers we hate Yo Wise, in on time, but not too late
(*Human Mix Machine Wise plays his guitar'*)
(Fruitkwan) On I build, the weekends I chill And the closer you listen, you the skill Then you think in your about the lyric I said You beats in the bed, I be creatin instead booge in crowds, we can boogie alone Though the music is loud in a 3D zone Stet appearance react like a deck stacked And Radio Shack we're all over the damn map
(*Human Mix Machine plays his 'human guitar'*)
(all) We like cordless mics, we ninja bikes We don't heavy metal and we don't wear spikes classified as a fam, we operate six man And if you us a group, you get a body slam Fruitkwan tailors clothes, Delite waxes And we rock house with Daddy-O Paul's on the Technics, kicks the beats And DBC is on the keys with the drum '88
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