rock the house y'all

[datasuspect]

i sport my gear funky fresh yo!

word.

[BarenakedLady]

1. What up, hommie!

Yo, yo, yo

:hi:

[datasuspect]

2. scratchin like a cat

and spittin rhymes like sheriff lobo
i'm up in this biyatch like a muthafuckin hobo.

[reyd reid reed]

3. Yo

you'n' your funky fresh.

Peace.




God, I'm pathetic. I can translate it but I can't speak it any more. It's official. I'm old. How depressing :cry:

[datasuspect]

5. i'm the masta blasta of total disasta

my fresh breaks are fly like canasta.

[flvegan]

4. Yeah, well I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still.

You know what time it is.

[datasuspect]

6. word

i'm the dope mc
can't get no higher
i cut coupons from the supa fresh flyer.

[BarenakedLady]

7. Time to get ill

Yo

[datasuspect]

8. diggity check check it

1-2
1-2

[ghostsofgiants]

9. J to tha R-O-C

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AozH-KvbcIQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKWJ5UOjeUY

[datasuspect]

10. Well, I got more bounce to the fuckin' bump

And then you want to know
Why it's cause I'm motherfuckin' truckin'
I'm in the pocket just like Grady Tate
I got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait
'Cause I'm the master blaster
Drinking up the shasta
My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to
So light a match to my ass 'cause I'm blown up
I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up
But now I want y'all to move it
Put your point on the floor and just prove it
And I'm smurfin not rehearsin' gettin' live y'all
A little puffy so you know what I'm doin' right
'Cause that's the kind of frame of mind I'm in
I got a feelin' that's back again
So don't touch me 'cause I'm electric
And if you touch me you'll get shocked!


You've got the boomin' system
But it's blasting out doo-doo
You think it's chocolate milk
But it's watered down yoo-hoo
I've been through many times
In which I thought I might lose it
The only thing that saved me
Has always been music
We've got our own studio that's under the G
It's no question life's been good to me
'Cause life ain't nothing but a good groove
A good mix tape to put you in the right mood
This one goes out to my man the Groove Merchant
Coming through with beats
For which I've been searching
Like two sealed copies of expansions
I'm like Tom Vu with yachts and mansions
The logo I sport is the face of the monkey
Union made Ben Davis quality it's no junk see
My chrome is shining just like an icicle
I ride around town on my low-rider bicycle.


So many wack M.C.'s
You get the T.V. bozack
Ain't even gonna call out your names
'Cause you're so wack
But one big oaf whose faker than plastic
A dictionary definition of the word spastic
You should have never started something
That you couldn't finish
'Cause writin' rhymes to me
Is like Popeye to spinach
I'm bad ass move your fat ass
'Cause you're wack son
Dancin' around like you think you're Janet Jackson
Thought you could walk on me
To get some ground to walk on
I'll put the rug out under your ass
As I talk on
I'll take you out like a sniper on a roof
Like an M.C. at the fever in the D.J. booth
With your headphones strapped
You're rockin' rewind pause
Tryin' to figure out what you can do to go for yours
But like the pencil to the paper I got more to come
One after another you can all get some
So you better take your time
And meditate on your rhyme
'Cause your shit'll be stinking
When I go for mine
And that's right y'all don't get uptight y'all
You can't say shit
Because you're biting what I write y'all
And that's wrong y'all over the long haul
You can't cut the mustard
When you're fronting it all

[flvegan]

11. He goes by the name of Disco Dave

M.C. for what I AM and do
the A is for Adam and the lyrics; true
so as pray and hope and the message is sent
and I AM living in the dreams that I have dreamt
because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three
me and Adam and D. were born to M.C.

and my body and soul and mind are pure
not polluted or diluted or damaged beyond cure
just lyrics from I to you recited
arrested, bailed but cuffed and indicted

enter the arena as I take center stage
the lights set low and the night has come of age
take the microphone in hand as that I am a professional
speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed. is special

for I AM a bard but not the last one
I'm my own king and this is my castle
dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past
seen a glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last

and you can bet your ass

I drop the L. when I'm skiing
I'm smoking and peaking
I put the skis on the roof almost every single weekend
can't stop the mindfuck when it's rolling along
can't stop the smooth runnin's when the shit's running strong

broke my bindings the lion with wings
preaching his word in the B. Boy sing
I AM one with myself as I turn to The
I prefer the dreams to reality

I prefer my life don't need no other man's wife
don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife
but it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
or for a week or for a year or for a year in a day

come what may

I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout
mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout
fishing for a line inside my brain
and looking out at the world through my window pane

every day has many colors cuz the glass is stained
everything has changed but remains the same
so once again the mirror raised
and I see myself as clear as day

and I AM going to the limits of my ultimate destiny
feeling as though Somebody were testing me
He who sees the end from the beginning of time
looking forward through all the ages is, was and always shall be

check the prophetic sections of the pages

He goes by the name of Disco Dave

[datasuspect]

12. put your pimp foot forward and let the other slide up from behind

fresh

[flvegan]

13. What really counts is how the crowd bounce

true dat