Music: Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum, Martinez
Well i beat a bad rap when i skip a soul trap Just trippin' and
laughin' at the crap Dap is what i get the best skins that i hit
You know we rock the fuckin' joint and we split Singin' an ryhmin's
what i'm better for When i describe I'm a scribe with a metaphor
I use a simile lightly 'cuz that shits played The common way most
rhymes are made, ya know I rock like this i flow like that But
all those comparisons are just that Kickin' different styles I'll
be right here Today, tomorrow, next week and next year I always
say what i feel and that is a promise Nothing in life is above
being honest Sauna is cool compared to being on stage But that's
how it's gotta go in the stone age The fame in my game i name
rapture Like a polished rock i'll make it shine for sure Word
is that i've travelled become unravelled I been around the world
baby gimme an apple I'll be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam
What i am is what i am Though we don't have too long to love a
day a night We only love those who,love us right back
The kid
is smart the kid is clever Stompin' in jack-o-lantern's weather
Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is cold Headphones
pumpin' don't
ya know The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin' in jack-o-latern's
weather Rocks his hood and playes it mellow While maple leaves
change into yellow And oh shit damn honey at it again Tryin' to
beat my high score since the age of ten See my high score flash
on the back glass I was malcontented Doug in gifted class Now
here's the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rio Oh no it's
not a joke it's how we feel Put to test like a sugar ray scientist
I'm always dancing in my sunday best I'm betting on my bliss and
my path is lit' see The microphone is live and i'm rockin' my
body Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame Funky
like the kung-fu that can put you to shame
CHORUS I'm like hey
wait a minute Give a check on two then i' ready to begin it With
a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies Give a fat shout out
to the phunk junkeez Striken like a cancer taken chances But i
love to see the girl windin' like the belly dancer Standin' up
front with a tight stomach showin Me on stage singin, flowin We
just kickin' it live we just kickin' it live 'Cuz if you can't
kick it live you gonna die 'Fraid so punk so quit talkin' junk
You need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk