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from T-Love - Return Of The B-Girl (2011)
Drip drip be the sound consumate
when they hangin from my nipple tryin to get a sip I've got so much much on my mind Rhymes and beat beats and rhymes Ain't these fascinatin times Check the girl lactatin lines I'm formula nourishin and warmin ya from Panama Canal to California There be a path of spilled milk leadin to my tilt My speech apparently carries me over break beats and melodies smothered in Sara Lee cakes teeth ache even take care of the critics fans spectators who stare at me and get the greater effect flavor beyond belief increase calorie intake with each syllable I spill at wil cause I be a skilled individual your Up in the tropical illusion fusin rhyme and rhythm Leakin about a creek from the wellspring given Driven to be uhh I'm not sure what It's gotta be pure won't strut with smut Allergic to wackness like ED and TB too now see how we do Anita you dance with the Japanese beetle Call the ring and make it stop at the rays of the needle From LA to Brooklyn it's about rhymes and beats From Brooklyn to LA it's about beats and rhymes Now if I didn't rap mics would be lonely like the only kid that didn't clap when the lip be strictly spittin that Bros know flow so intact it be splittin caps on heads that authorize admittance on impact in fact MC's get with that and take mental notation of how I utilize echo location to find my placement in rotations that sets the foundation to real collaboration of creation begins with my imagination To write the tight and light the night I need a bit of inspiration Ate Thinsulate to get the shit with insulation Not an insulin patient I'm pencillin prescriptions of a sweet medication stenciled in the scriptures of the street meditation for a blessed recitation I lessen repetition with the dressing it's to have a dash of with the seasoning sneezing in the back of class So when the breeze pass the crack of my ass From LA to Brooklyn I was out lookin Too many MC's who wanna swing these Time to dip dip dive socialize with your mind Cause in the end bitch all about rhymes and soul Siah Yesh and me make peace on the beat Brooklyn to LA we cause a melee Fuck a beef what the fuck who give a fuck As long as the beat is dope and your rhymes don't suck From LA to Brooklyn it's about rhymes and beats From Brooklyn to LA it's about beats and rhymes From LA to Brooklyn it's about rhymes and beats From Brooklyn to LA it's about beats and rhymes From LA to Brooklyn From LA to Brooklyn From LA to Brooklyn From LA to Brooklyn Yeah ninetyseven ninetyeight Ninetynine two thousand |