1. |
INTRO
01:20
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Behold I wish you good speed on
this organic hip hop trip
Real mic skills boom bap real shit
People without shoes your rap guide
Inkswell on beat production he never malfunction
For all hip hop heads breakers and shakers writers and
beat makers this that alien throw on the side of the spaceship
Eargasism head nod your neck spasms OHHHHHH
You might lick the vinyl it look so good
May I remind you we do it for the culture
For the love of music for the love for
people it's under ground hip-hop forever
that commercial shit don't matter
plasma platter
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2. |
PEPPERMINT
03:52
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1st verse
lost find it, climate rear, modify the air
turn that down I got spotty ears
The green is now certified
Catch me underground
I made a sound making dirt pies,
God willing me chilling
her legs up like a letter v
you see my alphabet ill in
Spilling tea you is no villain
fuck a show i get doe
laugh at ya top billing
Fuck a rap chart tear apart harts
I'm old dog spit a rhyme to my last bark
It all starts wit a thought
I used to love her
its so common now divorce court
Sort it out, I bought it out
the green got ya team really freaking out
Peaking out the side of your envy eye,
hating why
Flip da scrip like the king and I
Chorus
Stepped on the scene all green
Look what I bring to this hip hop thing
(Ad-libs) Peppermint
The green king bet i catch wreck
There you have it gave you a classic switch rap
gears I flip automatic
It's a habit rock the set
(Ad-libs) TempopmeT
2nd
Big or small u could fall dungeon,
type to throw mic in fire lunge in,
rap history mystery to me,
I see your rap list,
but list missing me,
you pissing off you so false,
claim you hardcore
But listen you soft
Cough rhymes up spit mucus,
Pop ya eye without spinach hey Brutus
I do this full time job no joke,
soak it up like sponge bob
Ladies love me like cool j Todd
lot of trouble the couple is odd
hard to earn I'm concerned
tough talk walk the furnace burn
Earn stats the fact the kid worldwide
Fall back relax I'm ya rap guide
Chorus
Stepped on the scene all green
Look what I bring to this hip hop thing
(Ad-libs) Peppermint
The green king bet i catch wreck
There you have it gave you a classic switch rap
gears I flip automatic
It's a habit rock the set
(Ad-libs) TempopmeT
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3. |
RAP ROMANCE
03:35
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1st Verse
Hey hun, You my Bonita apple bum,
lovely my buddy wanna give me some
You the one I relate to
Day two old school roll your weed up in bamboo
Love & boom bap her ass fat
dove cry dry your reach the climax
Cognac empty weed sacks
feel mellow she hot pot the kettle black
Skin soft like a blanket
cute tattoos name rings & anklets
My baby sweet & tasty
Vibe with tribe gave her de la daisy's
My hip hop collection ridiculous
hands on your hips kiss you kinda ticklish
Ice cream cone summertime you fine like a dope verse rewind
Chorus 2x
I dig u like a new sample
Dope like a beat i could dance to
Last chance rap & romance kick to my snare make love enhance
2nd Verse
High heels Lauren hill
threw her headphones
I feel keep it real like its milk bone
Phone text mind sex convo
complex thoughts yeah I like you
a lot though
Heart beat like a drum Machine
no trap queen she sample the green
Need love like a LL song
Her ex did her wrong
Won't do you harm
Oil Olay, never spoil my day
got spray to keep the haters away
May I suggest you get that
Dress I'm a crook off the book phsyco les
I'm a hot mess, don't laugh yes
make you smile, try my best
We could just talk all night
Watch hip hop flicks,
Do what you like
Chorus 2x
I dig u like a new sample
Dope like a beat i could dance to
Last chance rap & romance kick to my snare make love enhance
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4. |
JUST SAYIN
02:46
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Look mom hey I made it
The greatest my hip hop is green flavored
Speak less new day Dress fresh
chicken spot mad high got thighs & center breast
Detail I don't need wave fees
all free have me laid dead wit a three piece
Increase the beats hulk smash white chalk mc's
Mic get a cast
Flash make streaks I blur yes sir, fact
8 track on my dresser
Weed in my draw
Say a dope rap on spot we applaud
wack we ignore
You too old flow ain't young enough,
dead wrong weed strong you don't wanna puff
Tough luck, op gon fuck it
Let the the beat rock I pop like a button up
What happen raps on my napkin
absurd I got nerds cypher hacking
Grin I win, I won, came from the slum
inkswel hit the drums
Got dam ya album my dust pan Don't talk
just walk like a mailman
Fuck scams program self banned
smell linger, fingers my pot hands
Plan be world domination
Appreciation for ya patience and waiting
Skill top bill feel good like a ex pill
excited X outed on my x deal
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5. |
GET DOWN
04:14
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1st Verse
Let me get loose little bit
Real shit been two decades ya last hit
Counterfeit im classic
sarcastic verbal gymnastics
New terrain explore maps
combat rap gears of war
Burn baby baby burn Phoenix
Flat screen, you a old school Zenith
Dare you speak a word
Ask why, talk fly, ill pluck ya nerves
bars off the radar fuck clowns,
lay it down like black tar,
Nah where I'm from you can't come with that,
Tried to live but you died down perhaps,
Fuck ya deal cut the check
temp roll like professor x you suspect
Chorus 3x
Get down wit the get down New York BX
Uptown
(Ad-libs) whisper
get down
2nd Verse
Runs house, run drills in it
Run a muck, line up kill Lieutenant
Field day get ya boots on,
move on, play bold,
fold like futon
Pure dope poke the lion,
You trying cant you cope deathfiying,
Not in category my story
Plan b hore's adore me
Notify spotify
Which side flip Jeckel Hyde
Dominate force you lost
Resist Cant miss Piss off your pit boss,
G force Voltron protons new space
got moons to walk on,
Dawn be the dead i said,
me earl and cornbread redemption red
Fed to the max over
hard to kill ill the Buffalo soldier
Ya top ten not popping
We the option look at the bullshitting they dropping
Chorus 3x
Get down wit the get down New York BX
Uptown
(Ad-libs) whisper
get down
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6. |
BX
03:07
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1st Verse
home of hip hop break dance,
beat box, black spades
savage nomads And Weed spots
Had dollar cab in the past
Use to smoke Buddha
Now we just über
3rd ave co op city
Sally from the valley ask Ricky
Teenage love shirt
hide my hickey
Bust my first nut 10 stroke quickie
Admit this bare my soul, girls had bush
before the lawn mowed
Press push, kush to the head,
Mush so many girls I sled
Im thoro my boro, been world wide
You from the far side you just passing by
Bronx bomber Yankees
Skate key, Chico sticks
Steve-o skinny Stacy
Chorus
New York is red hot
2nd verse
hunts point Jew man plan be to
cop kicks for the park jam
Take flicks like damn,
2 train got wu- tang on blast
hey boo thang
love ya ass and you poo tang
See this thang don't come
Often water type flow I go wit the dolphins
Sparking a new brand light
Start me a new brand hype tonight
Enter the stage of this golden age
label fell be they still Holden rage
Page been written Facts be known
MC blow X-Y chroma zone
Use to get stoned back stair case
st. Ides no surprise raw taste
Place be the Bronx if you love hip hop
b-boy make noise, Blast your boom box
Chorus
New York is red hot
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7. |
BEATINGS
03:24
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1st Verse
They beat me cheat me with mpc
got sloppy sticking floppy disc in me
Beats hard tweak my knobs
want it so bad hit my pads Savage nomad
Sequence my 12 bit it make sense,
hard pound that true sound is so dense
You lied you tried try akai,
got new parts it sample high
August 87 I changed the game
here one year then MPC came
Design by Roger Linn, bought by numark
They built to win
They fronting just tap the button,
clock pulse, sync in real time, we cutting
1200 hip hop we run it,
ask premier Pete rock beats abundance
I'm jealous those fellas went nuts
Catch 3000 wilding beat him up
Protools said I'm old news, out of pocket
Give fruity loops the boot, I hate logic
Got reasons work space appeasein,
Who safe I cubase your season
Make you feel good, like a beat should,
made stars I stand up like car hoods
2nd Verse
Sp mad got 16 pads 88 came late
I wave the rap flag
Listen ya system is emu smart,
make numark what you in to
Got lock down out pitbull,
just you and me the sp fickle
Interface mine simple,
lcd screen you see my issue
had a idea shark tank
32 sound stored banks
I sample longer I'm stronger
hard enough for the thugs on the corner
Cut transform the loop,
give drums more kicks like a pair of troops
Good money like old gin rumi,
had buzz with my cous S20
Lets eat keep beats gritty,
Look up got me hooked to midi
Pity those who don't the era
Think cause new tools make you better
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8. |
LOOKIE HERE
05:53
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1st Verse
The best rapper never did it
ya shitted on me,
Thought I was washed up Admit it
Your rap group got no loot,
Ain't shit Im new kicks
You sick old boots
Shoot ya mouth what about,
team record look naked page protected
Waiting on the sideline hating,
beef grit your teeth
So What's shaking,
Faking all jacks but you lack substance ,
no dissing now you missing like husbands
Oh no I can play with her
yo yo roll me a ounce she can bounce pogo
logo brand elo plan, scan,
Yo you don't know my steelo
Hey hero save the day get slayed
get your rhymes off lay a way
Chorus
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did (Adlibs) shit
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
2nd verse
Remember the 90s grimy
use to hop trains lames don't try Me
Last car 40 oz no question
Beats hit the seat nice rap session
125 we shift hey miss,
Light ya spliff lets reminisce
Tap my friend for a pen peep her,
she a keeper please hit my beeper
We deeper smoke reefer
not scared of your square I roll fever
Rack attack we all boosting
dunk big Knicks like Ewing or Houston
Fat goose got loosie stooges
hold on envouge got Gucci gold
Told real stories green no glory
poor Georgie the hore's be on jet ski's
Chorus
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did (Adlibs) shit
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Bridge 2x
Pws we fresh pws fresh yes yes
(Crowd Chant)
Pws we fresh pws fresh yes yes
3rd Verse
You not ready, I wrap like spaghetti,
Nobody beats the wiz, Crazy Eddie
Fila suit, timbo boots,
Lots of limbo the bimbo groups
Troop to the spot we got bags of weed,
proceed the block hot wish u godspeed
Pws we fresh chill the real
deal you fake like breast
Chorus
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did
Look what I did
The kid I get biz paint the town green look what I did (Adlibs) shit
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
Watch I'm a rock like this
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9. |
HAHA Feat. Bathtubbs
05:21
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Chorus 2x
TNT expolsive you know this do this, for free you go hold this,
HA HA stop watching me doing nada tubs & tempo got flow do it proper
1st Verse - Bathtubbs
I'm like a puzzle so mysterious that it bugs U,
I flex a muscle wit the rough rap that'll cut U.
U in the struggle Niggas hustle chasing paper,
U still a hater I run wit major move makers.
Slap U fakers acting all funny style,
I rhyme for a mile ladies love my profile.
I stay wit a smile boogie down bronx finest,
Move at a getto peace in complete silence.
See them old timers sizing up them young shorty's.
Wit they pants sagging still looking mad sporty.
U rappers bore me wit the same old lame stuff,
I had enough That's why I keep all my shit rough
Break out them handcuffs that my brain be in,
Taking no prisoners so I play to win.
My Bronxdale men stay alive and strong,
Keep on y'all Niggas know the type of shit we be on.
Chorus 2x
TNT expolsive you know this do this, for free you go hold this,
HA HA stop watching me doing nada tubs & tempo got flow do it proper
2nd Verse
Up next catch wreck on key
Melody like the fat chick from BDP
T.U.B it's TNT explosive Tubbs & Tempo
Go check the notice
You bogus connect lime wire,
I stay in the street like tires
Admire the green rare seen
prepare I'm so dope merphaine
no hope mic in a holster,
burn MC's on both sides toaster
Ghost buster green eggs & custard can't ketchup,
you dead spread your mustard
You busted hammer time touch it,
spray got a gamma Ray plasma trust it
Fuck it all, shots duck it all,
hurt like paper cuts rubbing alcohol
Chorus 2x
TNT expolsive you know this do this, for free you go hold this,
HA HA stop watching me doing nada tubs & tempo got flow do it proper
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10. |
WEEDIES
03:36
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what fuck Is smoking on
rolling like bats like Barry bond
Take a pull make you feel beyond
Hit the bong, back & forth
Ping pong, edible ding dongs, my weed song
Raw paper, kites, skyscrapers, weed oil
Pre-heat my vapor,
Catch you later, back home take a nice blunt to the dome
I Break weed on iPhones
Fonto, Dutch, entourages
Smoke to much I the reload the cartridges,
Good smoke, choke on a
Puff, when u broke
pot man won't stay on touch for the dope
Try ya luck take chances, bullshit sticks seeds stems & branches
Time pass weed advances
Hybrids. buds big sold in glasses,
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11. |
COLORS
04:26
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1st verse
color life been green
Color blind ya crew
Got color schemes
I heard burgundy wanna murder me,
everyday I should pray I need a rosary
You quite dull, castle gray skull,
no hassle Pink panther numbskull
Im vulgar owe payola, break crayons,
Got beef with crayola
Green back stack on lawns
red long johns, grey Pup On
bronze story been told
its not real gold, green money fold
Max speed green taxi back seat
thick thighs Cooley high me & Cochise
I'm after lavender, teach peach,
tan, teal, massacre
Chorus
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Colors, colors, colors,
Be like no other
2nd verse
I'm a go dum on plum,
late color time, lime on some
Told sapphire retire,
violet, Stop being violent Holler
Silver gun color fun,
Sun look coral, jade the other one,
Ya man cyan, got plans,
Maroon got goons
foreign lands
brown couches
Ran threw pink houses
Red bone game of throne hold your spouses
Chrome rims, black tims,
judge black Rope Jungle gyms,
Black keys ivory, club Jamming
tried to slide wit pink salmon
Just steered how did get here,
Olive Garden beard like James harden
Chorus
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Colors, colors, colors,
Be like no other
3rd verse
Color me bad tonight
you dead, code red
lines be white,
Rap carnage, kill
agent orange,
is the new black fact
Your track tarnish
Green beret fish filet
One wish, purple rain
Stain my disc,
Ya boys turquoise
Pass void, pipe dreams
Color scheme your android
I target red carpets, black flag,
jet lag, dag it's tar pit
Next phase turn the page
You crazy, baby blue hating on beige,
Bend fender ya car magenta,
block all shots Op I play the center
hello yellow, say no,
rock ya, copper yo indigo
It's crimson think he a Simpson,
aye crumba slumber ya pistons,
victim sick now
Scarlet a Harlot told I You wow
I dare pear come around here,
coffee get off yellow I swear
You wavy navy blue,
You a grown ass man won't baby you
Chorus
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Color scheme coloring books
color me bad
I'm the coloring crook
Colors, colors, colors,
Be like no other
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12. |
GROWN UPS
03:30
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1st Verse
Cool like duke Ellington on Lenox ,
true to the game ya I'm so magnetic
copasetic poetic I be
pathetic you don't dance
Don't regret it
Set it off I suggest y'all
feel like Michael I'm off the wall
Billy d lady sings the blues,
huggy bear gold fish in my shoes
Break all rules kiss wit hot lips,
Cut the the rug I dug ya red tips,
Alone left the kids home
Use to get stoned, laugh and we bone
Still look marvelous
Champagne we spontaneous
Best be yet to come
Us as one, she hood smell good like apple crumb
Chorus 2x
Real teenage love
No we all grown up
Bills responsibility that's real grown up music
Our time to chill
2nd verse
Down like Coffey brown on sound view
Hula hoops, two scoops, and yoohoo
Peek a Boo yes good to have you
Michael knight yeah kit the car to,
Ice cream drip on ya dress a mess,
Days without you meaning less
Fresh prince BBQ
Breaking 2 electric boogaloo
Adlibs ooooohhhhh
Do what your body feel
Won't come cheap like party deals
fill me up to the top with hip hop ghetto games
Like Tag, and hop scotch
Watch how years fly by
Watch how ya kids grow high and I
Be right here for you,
my word, not just a bird eye view
Clue solved temp is windy
Close like mork & mindy
U dig me
Dj play the favorites
Day went great make time and save it
Chorus 2x
Real teenage love
Pause
No we all grown up
Bills responsibility that's real grown up music
Our time to chill
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13. |
ROTTEN SOCKS
04:02
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1st Verse
20 years in I begin text
the rhyme down now no pen
Step like a giant 96
talk to convicts phones wired
Been watching threw years plotting
My people got socks rotten
Format digital original what
you sound like him dog despicable
You're group sound weak I run it,
kick hard like sp1200
Real blunted back of the show,
my arm stretch long like bobbito
Check my resume and catalog
convert your iTunes to analog
Grind hard like a first job no break
the beat make your head bob
Chorus
Paid due way over due green lace tight
I still got no shoes salute to the hip hop heads
the ghost of hip hop dead
Socks rotten we not forgotten
reload watch me explode and lock in
2nd Verse
Been rugged hand guns tuck it
ran threw the hole and one fuck it
Sharp with a sword I say the killer
the new rap super sensei
Nice with a mic i split men in 3 ways
kick freestyles for 3 days
punch lines rhyme threw the iPhone
Got enough bars for your time zone
Spit a verse on FaceTime,
snap chat or cloud kill you on vine
Threw the years saw the best fall
fossils in the ground old dinosaurs,
I'm bugging out check my award tour
nice on the q-tip short like phife dawg
My New York accent is marvelous,
drop something hot spontaneous
Chorus
Paid due way over due green lace tight
I still got no shoes salute to the hip hop heads
the ghost of hip hop dead
Socks rotten we not forgotten
reload watch me explode and lock in
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14. |
GET DOWN
04:14
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People Without Shoes New York
People Without Shoes released his debut single “Green Shoe Laces” in 1994, on cassette and vinyl formats, receiving heavy
rotation on mainstream radio stations, praised by critics as a versatile emcee with unlimited flows, well crafted lyricism.
for more info contact r5420records@yahoo.com
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