![]() ![]() ![]() But the spark that inspired the early bombers, breakers, DJs, and rappers to revolutionize art, dance, fashion, music, and language endures in New York City, changing alongside the advancing generations. It's a Leader-Quest mission and we got the goods here ( Here!) Never on the left, 'cause my right's my good ear ( Ear!) I could give a damn about a ill subliminal Stay away from crime, so I ain't no ( criminal!) I love my young nation, groovy sensation No time for hibernation, only elation Don't ever try to test the water, little kid Yo, Mr.Hip-hop started out in the parks and traveled around the globe and back, picking up new accents and flavors in every region and time zone, rubbing elbows with other genres and cultures, and adapting to new climates and temperaments. Yes, yes, y'all! ( Yes, y'all!) Who got the vibe? It's the Tribe, y'all! ( Tribe, y'all!) Real live, y'all! ( Live, y'all!) Inside, outside, come arooound ( Who's that?) Brooooown! So, may I say, call me Charlie The word is the herb, and I'm deep like Bob Marley Lay back on the payback, evolve, rotate the gates (Contact!) Can I get a hit? ( Hit!) Boom bip With a brother named Tip, and we're ready to flip East coast stompin', rippin', and rompin' New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton Checka-checka-check it out! The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce And wow-how-now-wow, how now, Brown cow? We're ill 'til the skill gets down for the flex, next! It's the textbook, old to the new, but the rest are doo-doo From radio, to the video, to Arsenio Tell me, yo what's the scenario? (True, blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo Scenarios, radios, rates more than four Scores for the s'mores that smother dance floors Now I go for mine, shades of sea shore Ship-shape, crushed grapes, apes that play tapes Papes make drakes baked for the wakes Of an ( L-ah-!), an ( -eader!), simply just a leader Base in the space means peace, see ya later Later ( Later!) Later, alligator Pop blows the weasel and the urge to inflate her So, yo, the D, what! The O Incorporated I-N-C into a flow Funk flipped, flat back, first this, foul, fight, fight, fight, laugh Yo, how'd that sound? ( Ooooh!) ![]() Here we go, yo, here we go, yo So what, so what, so what's the scenario? Here we go, yo, here we go, yo So what, so what, so what's the scenario? A-yo, Bo knows this ( What?) And Bo knows that ( What?) But Bo don't know jack, 'cause Bo can't rap Well, what do you know? The Di-Dawg is first up to bat No batteries included, and no strings attached No holds barred, no time for move-fakin' Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe, so Sleep if you want, Nytol will help you get your Z's, troop But here's the real scoop I'm all that and then some short, dark, and handsome Bust a nut inside your eye to show you where I come from I'm vexed, fumin', I've had it up to here My days of payin' dues are over, acknowledge me as in there ( Yeah!) Head for the border, go get a taco Watch me wreck it from the jump street, meanin' from the get-go Sit back, relax, and let yourself go Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know
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