DJ MAGIC MIKE AND THE ROYAL POSSE

DJ MAGIC MIKE AND THE ROYAL POSSE - Represent lyrics

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[CHORUS x8: all]

We representin, kid, we representin, what?

[Daddy Rae]

DJ Scratch

[DJ Scratch]

What, I represent, I represent

[Daddy Rae]

Infinite J

[Infinite J]

What, I represent (represent)

[Magic Mike]

Daddy Rae

[Daddy Rae]

Represent (represent)

Magic Mike

[Magic Mike]

Yo, I represent, I represent

[VERSE 1: DJ Magic Mike]

I represent 10 albums at 27 years old

Millions of copies sold and four albums that went gold

I represent a Benz, BMW and a Cherokee

And still the industry won't respect me

Yeah, they give a lot of respect and props

But then the rappers that get em done had albums that flip-flopped

I never flopped an album in my career

You could stand in my shadow and you still couldn't see me here

So brother, check up on your Billboard pops

And you'll see I got more slots than a cheetah's got spots

I wrecks, gets wicked, you niggas couldn't stick it

Forget it, you regret you ever stepped to this man, so bet

I recollect, a-mic-checka 1-2 and what you're thinkin?

I want respect like Aretha Franklin

So when you see me just back the fuck up

Cause see, your shit was like my dick right now (and that sucks)

I represent a strong black mind, I'm one of a kind

Vice President of my own

Makin g's on the microphone

I gets props, I get fanmail, hell

I'm the man of the hour, got more power than that kid Fidel

Castro, as if you didn't know

It's all about do-re-mi, so follow me, hoe, so

It's the Magician and I'm magically stickin

Cause you're magically imitatin and misrepresentin

[ Magic Mike (& all) x8]

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

[VERSE 2: Infinite J]

Goddamn, I am what I am, watch me wreck it

I microphone-check it, Mr. Cool, Calm, Collected

Goin buckwild damn, I got mad styles, 'ooooh chiiild..'

Things'll get easier - meanwhile

I represent the hood where I grew as a kid

To wreck shop, so I did, not your everyday normal neg-

roe, I'm dishin out mad flows, you know I'm a rhyme pro

So don't even front, hizzoe, mizzym

Styles are nothin short of dope

If I wanted em clean, I woulda wrote my shit down on a bar of soap

I gets intricate and slit your throat

With skills so unreal you get ch-chills on each and ever note

So all you wanna-be's, nigga please

Back the fuck up cause Royal Posse MC's will take you out with ease

We got it goin on, you know it won't be long

We got your girlie sayin (he-ey that's my song!)

Infinite the lyrical injector, come selector

Like Wu-Tang said you best protect your neck

Cause I ain't got no heart for you, for you I have no heart

My crew'll rip your ass in two like in _Jurassic Park_

If you step in our way you best keep steppin, son

Cause we're (movin on up) just like the Jeffersons

Now you been rocked by the Infinite

I gots to get the hell out and let the next brother come and represent

[Infinite Jay (& all) x8]

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

[VERSE 3: Daddy Rae]

Hah shit - gimme this mic, I got some shit I wanna stress

Relax, release, represent, gets off my chest

You niggas know that I'm in it for the action

Cause 'I'll be there' like my name was Michael Jackson

I find more skies to make money than Delta

I guts niggas like a fish and murder em up like helter skelter

Who felt the, wrath of my staf, I'm cuttin niggas in half

Servin myself a bloodbath with just one paragraph

So slow your roll, I wanna know how you figure

That you were quicker and bigger, bigger and quicker than a bigger nigga?

I stay strong in a battle, I never fled

I gets juiced like Tupac and say em (this nigga's scared!)

Cause we make shit to make your speakers thump

And to that nigga ??at Maniac??, we pissed in the fuckin swamp

I got niggas bobbin they heads and grabbin they dicks

And yellin out loud (yo kid, that's the shit!)

The unorthodox I drop, you can't touch

You hang around my jock so much your name should be Nuts

So 'do you know..' who you're fuckin with

Cause when you step to the Posse you get your wig split

I see you carbon copy rappers don't understand

Cause Rae starts screamin like Chris Tucker (piss off, man!)

And now it's over, I know you can't get with me

Cause I be chillin with my brothers droppin ('agony')

[Daddy Rae (& all)]

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

You know I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

I breaks em up, represent, kid (we representin, what?)

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

I represent, kid (we representin, what?)

You know I represents, kid (we representin, what?)

[DJ Scratch scratches]

[CHORUS]

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