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Now Get BusyWhether in a penthouse or a cave dwellerI can tell you 'bout now I'm not a fortune teller Grab a treat from Yosi my muffin seller Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder And yes I got a plan I'm a carry out it Yes I'm pro-choice I'm a scream and shout it Yes I love life and I try not to doubt it Yes I'm gonna party 'cause I'm 'bout it 'bout it When it rains I don't use an umbrella When I write rhymes, I use indeli-ble ink That will make you think Flowing like water that you love to drink NOW get busy Sweet like a ??? filled with Nutella Creamy like buffalo mozzarella Sneaking around you know I smell ya Well I play ya like a peanut and throw the shell ya Well I could give a fuzz if ya think you're a baller I gets 'em ??? ?? well you fall smaller Middle school rapper and a proud yes y'aller If ya think about your grandma go ahead call her From the East Coast so I don't say hella At the mic stand my performance is stellar Pop the tape in and I listen to fella I give a little shout to Nelson Mandela NOW get busy Known for the words that make you scream and holler I'm Count Dooku to your Queen Amidala Give a shout to Spiro or John Waller I'm a student of the game and a bona fide scholar So ease up on the bong to ease that coughin' Butter's on the table now watch it soften Bring in those beats and I'm a bring them often I'm a keep rappin' when I'm in my coffin Like a mind gone mad that is unwinding In a padded room the walls you're climbing Don't sign on the line if it looks binding Ya have to get loose and find the lining NOW get busy |
And Then IGrabbed the beatLooped it up Saw my check Scooped it up Rock ignition Got to listen Change position Start transmission Point the camera Click the frame Use a high ASA I Like the grain Flip the script Start to trip Grabbed my hip Did the dip Rent a car Go upstate Hit the waterfall Jump in a lake Step in the place Move the crowd Cut the snake Walked right out Another day slips by Got to fix the mind I've got the mind maligned With I mean mine Got to turn it around Got to give back Because this self-centered thing is keeping me off track Take the 1 train Ride the Double L Go to Brooklyn Rock well Jump the gun Call your bluff Break the mold A diamond in the rough Ran the floor Grabbed a rock Spot it up Shot the shot Go pet Sam Said, "get off me" Check the machine "Adam this is Coffee" Brace myself Trace myself Pace myself Lace myself Check the mirror Start to melt Jump back Kiss myself Another day slips by I've got to fix my mind Because the mind's maligned With I mean mine I've got to turn it around Got to give back Because this self centered thing is keeping me off track Hug my Los Brush her teeth Read her books Put her to sleep Pack her lunch Drop her at school Head to the studio Turn on the Pro-tools Apple C Apple V Drop the beat Hit delete Hit record Smorgasbord Draw my sword Jump aboard Grab the phone Call my Dad Shared some love Felt so glad Went and called Freckles Told her I love her Ran home Got ran under the covers Another day slips by Got to fix the mind I've got the mind maligned With I mean mine Got to turn it around Got to give back Because this self-centered thing is keeping me off track |
Brrr Stick 'Em"Well Toby, still want to be bionic?""You bet! I saw the way you mopped up those guys. If I could do that there wouldn't be a kid in town that could make me..." "Toby, listen to me. What you saw in there was a man being forced to go berzerk because there are parts of his body he wasn't born with" Hearers of the tone with the sensitive poem Transmitted with the voice like a sousaphone We be beaming these rhymes to the satellite With the Human Beatbox for the people's delight I run the three-legged race in a potato sack I put a whole potato salad right down your back I get mad respect at the old folk's home Your mama's grandpapa won't leave me alone Crank up the bass and redline the game You're like the Tidy Bowl man spinning down the drain 'Cause I'm a cyborg created to emcee We're gonna change our name to The Disco Three Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Update my firmware and I'm good to go I'm like "Danger, Will Robinson! Danger, Will Robinson!" Coming down the block and you're like "Oooo!" Bionic eye with the do-do-do-do-do-do.... I got my gear on like the Ear-ons The human switchboard and interferons We Jam On It like Newcleus I'm known on a roll like Caduceus Do androids dream of electric sheep? Well, either way you're going to sow just what you reap 'Cause I'm a replicant, not a skin-job Yo, HAL, open the fuckin' doors to the pod Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Ah! Ah! (Human Beatbox sample) Smooth like butter, pure like ghee Let me get up on the mic with the do-re-me My dog's name is Sam, not Fifi I'm profilin' a boulangerie Robotron, Gorf, and Galaga I got the sexy Dig Dug calendar Mix Master's scratching like he's got lice The crabs! Hey yo, that ain't nice! Like One-Eyed Jacks and Suicide Kings You want wildness, wild I bring My Uncle Freddie's making horseradish To serve you on a platter like gefilte fish Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em "Well Toby, still want to be bionic?" "What do you think you're doing in here you little agh..." |
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