Classic Club Banger featuring intelligent lyrics, high energy chorus and *cleared* symphony samples.
Lyrics
(Verse One)
It’s the return of the Big Bad Wolf
Hyp be gettin’ it so live, they reply by sending shots through the roof
I’m a sorcerer, appearing in the club like POOF and then I’m gone
(Where’d he go?!) He disappeared with some tush
If there’s smoke in the air, it’s from my mic or from the kush
Or it’s coming out my ears, ‘cuz my scotch is 80 proof
Or the music probably sucks, I’m on the edge, gimme a push
Only if you’re interested in an old school mush
It’s a typical night for the Black Knight of New England
You bring him to the stage, he’ll be having you singing
Along with the song the DJ be putting on
‘Cuz I been spittin’ like I’m stickin’: with conviction! Goin’ long
Me massive, dem suave, me squad, dem g’wan hard
Them women in the spot, get hot, say “Ooh Lawd!”
There’s smoke in the air, from the words shootin’ out my yap
So if y’all got somethin’ to burn, then y’all should do just that
(Chorus)
Now all my people in the place if you wit’ me than get ‘em up!
If y’all know someone with something to burn yo hit ‘em up!
They smokin’ (That spinach)
They smokin’ (Them stages)
They smokin’ (Them mics)
They smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Now all my people in the place if you wit’ me than get ‘em up!
If y’all know someone with something to burn yo hit ‘em up!
From Boston, to Oakland, from Coast and To Coast, Coast, Coast Coast!
(Verse Two)
It’s the return of the Unknown Legend
Condemned to serve a full term on this earth, the next stop is heaven
They count 16 bars, but when I rock it’s 7
You don’t understand the math, then take it up with your reverend
‘Cuz see, it’s time for my rhymes to go from grime to divine
We call it build and destroy, employ the power of the mind, I’m
Flippin’ the direction of the song, you’re g’wan learn
That the smoke you see now? Is from when Babylon burn
See this real shit I’m talkin’, if you wit’ me (throw your hands!)
Now I translate the manuscript explain it to the fans
To my chicks and my women and my dudes and my manz
If we don’t regulate this Hip-Hop, then no one else can
(Chorus)
Now all my people in the place if you wit’ me than get ‘em up!
If y’all know someone with something to burn yo hit ‘em up!
They smokin’ (That spinach)
They smokin’ (Them stages)
They smokin’ (Them mics)
They smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Now all my people in the place if you wit’ me than get ‘em up!
If y’all know someone with something to burn yo hit ‘em up!
From Boston, to Oakland, from Coast and To Coast, Coast, Coast Coast!