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Master Ace

Genres: Hip-Hop

Born To Roll (jeep Ass Niguh Remix) Lyrics - Master Ace

Braniac, dumb-dumb, bust the scientifical 

Approach to the course and the force is centrifugal 

Can ya find ya way through the lyrics that be cathcin em 

Throw another rhyme across the room they be fetchin em 

And they take a loss, take a loss to the Master and I 

Throws crazy blows and they knows I be plasterin 

All across the room on the ceilings and the walls to 

Punk little suckers didn't know I had the gall to 

Come around they block with my cocked diesel system and 

Turn it up to 10 and then start to dis em and 

They didn't wanna battle if they did when they saw me 

They'd a open up they trunk but they try to ignore me 

Hey little suckers I know you hear me callin you 

Cause you wanted some but I see that you ougta do 

Frontin ain't no future and you're frontin so let's get I on 

Like Marvin Gaye, take the cash and siti it on 

the hood of ya wick-wack low-ridin Cadillac 

Back up ya boys and let's start the battle 

act like, ya know, the Masta Ace don't play when it come to my bass, aahhhh 

 

CHORUS: 

Check it out baby, check it out y'all 

I was born to roll (repeat several) 

 

Drivin down the block like what else should a brother do 

It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you 

Rollin down my windows yeah I have a air-conditioner 

But I got the sound I want the whole world to listen ta 

Waitin at a red light, Kentucky Fried Chicken in 

Low End Theory tape in, bass crazy kickin in 

See this Puerto Rican Latin Chico Rico Suave 

In a red Corolla eh yo does he wanna play 

Pullin up beside me, lookin like he want it 

Show me what ya got then watch me get up on it 

Holdin up traffic but we can't hear they horns 

Cause he music a grande yeah he got it goin on 

Bit I think I better school him cause he don't know the time 

So I'm turnin up the boom cause he cannot mess with mine 

Brothers hear me hittin from like 50 blocks away I 

Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta play 

High decibels passin through a residential district 

See a few cuties and I turn it up like this quick 

Mira, mira man don't sleep, I got tha, I got tha, I got tha woofers in my Jeep 

 

Black boy, black boy turn that shit down 

You know that America don't wanna hear the sound 

Of the bass drum jungle music go back to Africa 

Nigga I'll arrest ya if ya holdin up trafffic 

I'll be damned if I listen, so cops save your breath and 

Write another ticket if ya have any left and 

I'm breakin ear drums while I'm breakin the law 

I'm disturbin all the peace cause Sister Souljah said war 

So catch me if ya can, if ya can here's a donut 

Cause once ya drive away, yo I'm gonna go nut 

And turn it up to where it was before nice try 

But ya can't stop the power of the bass in ya eye 

I wonder if I blasted a little Elvis Presley 

Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me 

I really doubt doubt it, they probably start dancin 

Jumpin on my tip and pissin in they pants and 

Wigglin and jigglin and grabbin on they pelvis 

But you know my name so you never hear no Elvis 

Strictly the hardcore dirty street level hits 

God's on my side so watch what the devil gets 

Positivity hittin 50 levels deep 

Comin out, they comin out the woofers in my Jeep 

Are you remember?

Float

Artist: Honeyrods