LYRICS BORN - Do That There lyrics
rate me(feat. Cut Chemist)
Now he comes close gets crushed like clay pots
With unlimited flows never stay in the same spot
Everything in lock got a place to make rock
If you feel it in your heart reach out like Redd Foxx
Baby hop on board, you don't need your pay stubs
in the galaxy bus we pullin out all stops
From the bay to LA just like the great Pac
Big shout to my man Cut Chemist and J5
All my women in the spot thats makin the place pop
That branch from bass chocolate
Asian, good god, go in, state the obvious
Legs and tank tops
Y'all keep on truckin y'all doin a great job
For ain't no stage I won't take from playin cards
In the burgundy coats, snake boots and black socks
On the barbary coast playin host to ex wives
With the bubbly flowin cuff links and fake locks
[Chorus: x2]
When I do that damn thing
I do that damn thing
I do that damn thing
I do that there
Now I am a warrior faith heed
The soldier
one day at the altar mid general
called me in to headquarters, gave me an order
son I bestow the gift of rap on ya
fight for the cause but don't be a martyr
I'm your DJ on the steel wheel of fortune
Get me an art against lay before you show this to four more ways to change culture?
To guess the trouble is when he did what he did
Bless me with excellence with the bat and the pen
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I'm so real y'all pretend
Pettiness ain't my thing, never has, never been
So many of y'all MC's
never passed the entry level position
I'm guessin eventually
Y'all feel so empty disappear gently
Like a whisper in the wind come messin with LB
[Chorus]
Whoa... Cut Chemist
Whoa... Bring it back now
Well abracadrabra I saddled up a camel
Travelled the Sahara and the avenues of Casablanca
ran into the ... family?
Snackin on the abba-zabba cabbage patch
And practising the macarena with who?
Santana, Santa, a panda, my gramma
Dracula, Aladdin and the Dalai Lama
Beretta and a mannequin
And then I slipped on a banana landed on a hammock
In Havana sippin on a can of apple Fanta
Bit by a piranha when I swam into Atlantis
On the back of a manta I paddled with a spatula
Back to Atlanta where I had a
hamburger with Hammers manager
Afterwards he handed me eleven laminates for
The Tropicana where I had a romantic encounter
With Janet, Pamela, Tamara, Selma, Anna, Calamity Jane
Samantha vanity, Miss Japan, Canada
and Bananarama in the back of an Acura
[Chorus]
