Friday, December 27, 2013

Rap Czars in sports cars

KEEP  IT OLDSKOOL PRESENTS 
Lyrics of the Day 



  Photo by Danny Clinch


Pete Rock and C.L Smooth  
"The Main Ingredient"

        (2nd Verse) 
I know you wonder what kind of way is that to think:
Put all the wackest rappers on a boat and let it sink
Don't blink; next thing you see you spot is taken
No Jax I'm Fakin' soldiers took the whole reservation
On a scale of one to ten, we move rather swiftly
Want a dimepiece but we'll settle for an eight-fifty
Don't blow mine, your trump card is exposed to pages
Now your beginning's already at the final stages
Pumpin like 12 gauges from a shotgun blast
I never saw people run so fast, aight?
Stay up all night, then sleep all day
Makin big Lucci and would have it no other way
In conjunction, with the function, as stated
Orchestrated by the Soul Brother nickel plated
Tell the judge you were foolish, and try to be lenient

Cause you never had the The Main Ingredient






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