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Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!) Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!)
[Black Thought] Yo, niggaz can not see me, can not be me or capture the metaphoric phrase blasted off stage when I tour I am but a messanger born to blow up My niggaz knew it all the time, lyrically I was a dime At the age of nine, shorty Black, could rhyme On the mic I never wasted time, I`m, the exquisite wizard when I visit shorties I hit it I`m cool as a blizzard Nigga what? You wanna bust your fronts, with the butter, my black paper chase ya and then erase ya rhyme Sucker, MC`s how I hate it when you waste your time My state of mind, shine like it`s diamond studded I`m rhyme budded on stage, word is bond, when I`m on, I rage Got the 12 gauge had the reci-play, inter-terrestrial-ly My everyday M.O. is gettin dough cause times is rougher than a mother for brothers to scuffle shuffle your cards kid Cause the odds is, niggaz`ll hustle and live, foul This wild environment hostile produce, the music in me So my style`s the blend of what is and was You could get a buzz from it, but enter too deep and reach a summit you fall and then plummit beyond real Where you`re killed if your raps ain`t ill Another crab motherfucker `nother cap to peel Through these amps, I motivate camps to dance Niggaz too advanced, I warn, I`m just tellin you what goes on
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!) Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!)
[Myself aka ELO the Cosmic Eye] Inside my head, you wish to see The signs appear, the shit`s not clear What if I flipped, would you know how to maintain your edge I`m takin heads because, there`s no fuckin ledge I pledge allegiance to my cosmic guide I couldn`t fit in three dimensions if I tried Civilizations I can delete, so crews don`t bother me Battle with Jehovah gaining universal soveirgnty Niggaz run around like clones, I got planets and thrones Throughout the galaxy my name`s well known (my name`s well known) I`m all alone in my zone, you wouldn`t understand Stare in my face, fuck around and catch a scar man (Malik B)
[Malik B] Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders So when we begin to assassinate your cast members they shall candor, wavin white flags, man we surrender Those half-assed negroes know they`re no contenders In syringes, I can shoot up lyrical vengeance And my grammar, might do a mandatory life in slammers You should regret it, thinkin about steppin to me niggaz forget it - you`ll get gassed with lyrics leaded Most energetic, I never snag I`m tightly threaded I flip scripts like pattern twistness in calisthetics Black Thought, Elo and me a trio Tellin the the strong, word is bond I`m just tellin you what goes on
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!) Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!)
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (C`mon brother) Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X* (Tell me baby!)
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