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| 2. |
| 3:34 | 
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> I'm back, cating a soljah flex
Bop down with my avirex As I wreck, check, recollect in full effect Along with a phat chain round my neck A stink mentality, I couldn't care less Now let me know if you're good to go I say Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Gonna chat on the mic to the E.N.D. I'll take you by storm to the year 2G Like a hot rock, body-shock, to the top Don't stop it's the ride of your life Hold on tight, the whole night, 'cause you got the right Now let me know if you're good to go I say Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Like shotgun on the M.I.C. I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Spit quick 'cause I got the flow So let me know if you're good to go I say Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back Hello! Hello! Good to be back, good to be back ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GALLAGHER/GLITTER/LEANDER <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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| 3. |
| 4:33 |
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The Explosion off my tongue makes you shiver
makes your heart go numb you're on the run you faggot lost your flavour like an old piece of gum yeah it's tragic the fact when I damage so you can't manage to rap just manage to panic put the pen to the pad and see your talent vanish rambling wack shit try to show you're the baddest while I sit back and relax go in full flow with attacks Know you're an act your styles showing the cracks for a fact you couldn't spit this privileged to witness Chorus (pitched voice): Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon I'm doing my shit, you'll be eyeing my riches spilt your lips, if you were half the man your bitch is leave you there with stitches, jacking to the pictures of your sister, 'til your hands got blisters while I sit back and relax, go in full flow with attacks Know you're an act your styles showing the cracks for a fact you couldn't spit this privileged to witness I don't speak my rhymes I speak my mind I battle with closed eyes and start beefing blind Chorus (pitched voice): Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon |
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| 4. |
| 3:29 |
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I flick the switch
2000 Volts of lyrical tricks yeah Discharge hard like lightning quick and Hear the tick you got it? But before you hear the tock There's a new flex I drop From my frontal lobe Till the microphone explodes love to rock bottom beats for the flicks to hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix Come on! Dub Dub Dub Dub dadadadada Dub Dub Dub Dub Dub dadadadada Dub Yeah! Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Come on! Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Yeah! I'm gonna blow up big while u still on The bottom of the charts like a twig yeah (Yeaaah!) It's lonely on the top, the champ is here For the lyrics I drop (Yes master) I pump kinetics unintentional malice Wanna battle one of us is ending up in God's palace Back off deadly like black coffee Long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Yeah! Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Come on! Dub Dub Dub Dub (dadadadada Dub) Yeaah! Rotterdam Amsterdam Hey Dimitri Yooo! Going to... Rotter Rotter Rotter Rotter (Dam Dam Dam Dam) Yeah Rotter Rotter Rotter Rotter (Dam Dam Dam Dam) Rotter Rotter Rotter Rotter (Dam Dam Dam Dam) Come on! Rotter Rotter Rotter Rotter (Dam Dam Dam Dam) Yes! Here we go! One more time, Yeah! Get up! Rock Bottom! Rock Bottom! Give it up! Yeaaah! |
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| 5. |
| 3:26 |
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Well a who them a follow
smokealot - the vibesbringer no dead ringer the trigger finger, got bombs in the grapevine connected to tech nines It's H the lyrical weapon wanna clash me - let's get steppin your girlsA' panties, I will be wetting last nightA's events she won't be forgetting Anticipating to tear through your spine anticipating taking your time when you're weak, they're telling you you are strong when you're right, they're telling you you are wrong Well a who them a follow the mic fiend - kind 'a surprise into your eyes no disguise, beatin' with time, switch sick, spit bricks I'm blockin ya lines No diggedy - deeper than most trust me crew I got reason to boast if you want war, then bring it 'coz there's no doubt, I'll easily win it I bring quick brawls, fast trouble for every line you buss, I blast double when you're weak, they're telling you you are strong when you're right, they're telling you you are wrong |
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| 6. |
| 4:15 |
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Take me baby
Take me now Take me baby Take me to the edge of explosion Love me baby Love me now Love me baby Love me on our way to a dark star Take me baby Take me baby Love me baby Love me baby Take me baby Take me now Take me baby Take me to the edge of explosion I'm about to I'm about to I'm about to I'm about to Come to me baby come to me Come to me baby Come to the arms of your loved one Take me baby Take me now Take me baby Take me to the edge of explosion Love me baby Love me now Love me baby Love me on our way to a dark star |
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| 7. |
| 2:58 |
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Check,one two
Aahhh Take care to get what you like Or you will be forced to like what you get! Right?! I flick the switch 2000 volts of lyrical tricks, yeah Discharge hard like lightning quick And hear the tick, you got it ? But before you hear the tock There's a new flex I drop From my frontal lobe 'til the microphone explodes Love to rock bottom beats for the flicks To hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix Come on Rock bottom, yeah Rock bottom Come on I'm gonna blow up big, While u still on the bottom of the charts like a twig, yeah It's lonely on the top, the champ is here For the lyrics I drop I pump kinetics, unintential malice Wanna battle one of us is ending up in God's palace Back off deadly like black coffee, Long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me Rock bottom, yeah Join the jams! Come on, yeah Back on the track Nice and loud! I'm ice The man that kicks-in-the-door My mouth is gonna gun you down I've never needed pistols before You better stick to the floor Rock bottom Rock bottom Join the jams! Right! |
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| 8. |
| 4:09 |
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See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me...
See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Alright, That's what happens if you give it Got a life - gotta live it Get with the crew and time to get with it People call me ice, ain't another also - ran I'm the dan, with a tan, I got the master plan Ahead of the game like in Japan Banging up like the bass man, coming up See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Come on! See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Get ready now! You'll receive what's coming to you Everyone else is gonna get theirs too Ain't no saint, I cannot dispute Everyone will meet their moment of truth My flow stays fresh y'all can move with it I pierce your soul like a five-point picket Lyrical badness and madness still wicked All those girls who love ice, just lick it See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Coming at ya! See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Yeah! See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Right now! The Horseman says: You can't please anyone So please yourself! All right! See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Yeah! See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... See me, feel me, hear me, love me, touch me... Give it up now! Come on! Yeah! |
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| 9. |
| 6:02 |
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| 10. |
| 4:22 |
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Do it how you want
Out to the tuff Like a fireball And space to the rough Everytime I spit I blow all the speakers U bustin hi-tec shoes I got force one sneakers Do it how you want Out to the tuff And space to the ruff Them kinda stuff It's the last call On a hardcore endevour Like a fireball Here we come together |
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| 11. |
| 4:56 |
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Listen to the riddim, gonna rock you to the bone
once again it's M.C. H. on the microphone 24-7 I'm the games true player got my way, got my way I'm the repayer and we dance to forget and we dance to remember 'coz you know, 'coz you know I'm the true pretender rewind Listen to the jam, I got the mic in my hand with a wicked slang, I gotta make a grand ice cream shaker, you're the waitress - I'm the waiter got my way, got my way, sooner or later if you don't know now, you better get to go I'll drop first cause you can't handle my flow got a story to tell, gotta do it well I'm your man, with a different plan, yeah |
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| 12. |
| 6:42 |
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