Yeah it's the crusada, and i don't think yo ready, i thought i told y'all. . We can not stop now, NEW ZEALAND hip hop, stand the f*ck up, we. got it locked down, i'm ready to rock, ready to roll, i am.
Yah, yah, I said Im so high. Put me on this year we number 1. Possibly a cheers never thought we be up in here. Christchurch city, so pretty in the summer time.
not your stereotypical type of individual , types of individual.. . far from the nonsense while peeps walk the street in their sleep, i stay conscious ready to speak over beats for the need i represent a thousand souls who never made it this far watching from the other side of the stars its been a mission in mars pushin my music not just amusement i made this so you can use it for your own improvment not as a mc as a human livin on the same earth and breathin in the same pollution everything is meant to be hip hop was sent to me keep the fame the money i hold it sentimentally own material things will return to dust eventually ill be the mc those lyrics will last infinitely so to the death of me keep tryin to snatch the breath of me negativity only brought ever bought out the best of me it was my destiny to be one of the illest i represent that to the fullest..
It was Saturday night and I'm feelin kinda sporty. Went to a bar and caught me a 40. Got kinda a high and a...kinda drunk. So I kicked the ass of this little punk.
Y'all motherfuckers want me to stop?. Oh, I'll stop, motherfucker but you gotta do something for me, say Unkle. (Say Unkle). Better hurry up. (Hurry up).
The duo is back, competition check out the new style. Then get the heck out. Put on your battlin' gear but don't come strapped. Bullets are not needed, this time it's rap for rap.
I'm your honey dipper so you say, you know. Then you react and attack every flirt and hoe. But oh no, you gots to go now, bro. To and fro, unh unh, no more.
I'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes. Slippin' on my dancin' shoes 'cause I'm a lady of the eighties. It's Friday night, I just got paid, my house is pumpin'.
You got to start me up. Start me up. Start me up. . Come down the S to the A L T. Come down the Luv to the B U G. Come down the Spin to the D A Rella.
When the needle's picked up the volume's kicked up. She's gonna fix up anything that's mixed up. When the record gets cut the crowd is lift up. You might think it is but.
As I was way in the back I noticed that. Salt was rockin' the hell out of some of you cats. Then I decided to slow down the tempo. To let you catch your breath so.
Somebody's knockin' at my door. Yo, yo. Who is it?. Somebody's ringin' my bell. Open the door. I'm comin'. Somebody's knockin' at my door. Let me in please.
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got. Show 'em what ya got. Show-show 'em what ya got. Show 'em what ya got. . Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got. 'Cuz shit is gettin' hot.
As I was way in the back I noticed that. Salt was rockin' the hell out of some of you cats. Then I decided to slow down the tempo to let you catch your breath.
Uh, come on, uh. Come on, uh, yeah. Uh, if ya want some, come and get some. . Chorus (2x):. . Well it's silly of you (To think that I). Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live).
Ah, ah, ah, ah .... not. . Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. Don't want no short dick man. . Don't don't don't don't don't don't.
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby. . Ooh, how you doin', baby?. No, not you. You, the bow-legged one, yeah. What's your name?. Damn, that sounds sexy uh.
We was on a dance floor shakin' our thing. To a funky beat with a go-go swing. Everyone was watching, they stared in shock. Amazed at how Salt and Pepa was rockin the place.