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Pete Rock

Genres: Hip-Hop

Head Rush (more Base) Lyrics - Pete Rock

Yo... before the Greeks and the creeks. 

It's an old Pete Rock classic, nigga, yo 

 

Before the Greeks and the creeks, before you can stand 

Before your hands and your feet, from a band or a beat 

We would stand on the street, with our hands on our heat 

Twelve grams, twelve feet away, balled up in a sheet 

Of Reynold's wrap, one smack, leave's your dentals back 

Your voice get quiet like the voice in the instrumental track 

Slick from the lip lisp, son, sip the citrus 

My voice unfolds, with the soul of The Whispers 

On the block, we rock loud like The Pistols 

Up in the crib, my wiz drinkin' a Harvey's Bristol 

Natural flavor, yours be artificial 

I blow holes in skin, like big nose through snotty tissue 

They go berserk, when the dollar dollar bill is on 

The thrill is gone... upgrade to the silicone 

That's birth of four billion, eight hundred milli-on 

It's not official until I smack the W, silly on 

From the valleys of Ohio, to the sounds of Cairo 

Still hit, like the whirlwind kick of Ryu 

Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, still puzzled like the jigsaw 

You renig', you get jinxed, pa, Pete Rock exclusive. 

 

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We boat guard the road, like trucks on the turnpike 

Smoke by the load, just to see what it burns like 

Architectural design, intellectual rhyme 

Official stripe, movin' on a diagonal line 

With thugs trapped, scholars they want the books back 

The piece, they turn us off, the moment they look back 

The castling position, made weak by a wind calm 

Knights lose armor from the pressure, we bring on 

And fire all these shots in the rhymes with mad flames 

Kept the cramp game, and he posted on bad squares 

The king's the kick, the queen's the snare 

The bass are minor pieces that move in a pair 

Quick to break through, an un-parallel opponent 

I do it on the regular, at any given moment 

Check the venue, those to make the saga continue 

Before you check the credits, the swords is all in you 

It's real... it's real... it's real... it's real... 

 

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