Pharcyde Lyrics - Labcabincalifornia - Pharcyde

None of that's true, we do it not you 

That' why I got you stuck on to my style like glue 

The crew definitely is back again 

But I'm back to win so just tell a friend 

That I'm still twisting and bending 

Minds and rhymes until the very end 

With the rhymes and the loops 

Stomping out wack troops in my big black boots 

Collecting respect and the loot 

From the way I grab the microphone and execute 

[Incomprehensible] think I'm cute 

Say what? 

Yo man, I pay them no attention 

I stay deep into the cut 

'Cause I leave the tricks alone 

'Cause my name is not David Copper-Filled 

Pockets, never net a man, who don't hate it 

So let it be stated 

Niggas couldn't fade it with an edit 

And Xerox M.C.'s are pathetic 

They tryin' to duplicate 

But their comin' out synthetic 

The name is Bootie Brown 

And phony M.C.'s forget it 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

I step toward the mic grinnin' 

The lyrical imperial award winnin' 

Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it 

Because my shit be poppin' like gin and juice 

I seduce these iahps to get loose when I'm droppin' 

These rhymes on drums like my nigga Def Jef 

My style is more unknown than what happens after death 

I come fresh like your breath after your brush 

Wack MC's like that orange soda got crushed 

Well, it's apparent that many are so transparent 

You can't believe ya eyes when ya starin' 

It's ghostly and mostly the wise 

Yeah, they just run these games before ya eyes to tell you 

Lies framed in gold glitter 

For many moons I've been a go getter 

Took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters 

Now them mutha fuckas ain't with us to get us 

M-walk shake the cut through their neutro-transmitter 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

You must respect me 

'Cause I come directly from my internal 

While my eternal infernos steadily towering 

And over-powering all sour sounding 

Wishin' wishy-washy competition 

Definitely wack and lackin' and stable ammunition 

Change ya mission men and listen 

My way your salutations get no validations 

Just rejections and ejections outta my Hitachi 

Come on and taste the real 

Step on inside and confide in the feel I reside 

By still waters just a gear on the wheel 

No fear on the steel just a son of Jiva 

Who won't leave my field 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

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Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre 

We do it this way, we do it this way