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Aw yeah, that's right (x3)
Aw yeah, get down tonight
That's right y'all it's a brand new smoothness
Straight out the Rockies never losin', we gluin' this
beat like arts and crafts, diggin' up those artifacts
Fat bass, sparkin' that groove
Makes your heart attack your mind with a cool rush
Art - no paint brush, drink it like some Orange Crush
and never keep it on the hush!
Spreading the vibe like Barrington you know...
'Skippity bop, skippity woah' yo, we got the flow
And we rock the house, y'all, we rock the place
Berlin, Zurich, Paris, LH
With these Dragon Fli rhythms, make you say 'yes-yes'
It's never ever rotten always funky fresh
From James Brown spinning we been Charlie Sheen winning
Yeah that's dope from the beginning till we hit the extra innings...
No doubt, no question, spark a new lesson on the groove progression
A royal procession, treat it like a profession
I'm a pro confessin' skills in terms of messin'
With the funky rhythms blessin' breakbeats from the turntable
Always willing, always able... just plug in the microphone cable!
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Flyer than the afro on Dr. J,
Bringing finger lickin' lyrics like some fish fillet
with a side of chips, straight out my lips
with a fly Adidas jacket and some fly Adidas kicks
Peace to Phuncky Doyen still rockin it tight
One day we gonna party at the Stereotype
with the levels just right, 'til the Breakadawn
Yo, peace to De La Soul, I love that song
You know it's been too long since real beats were mainstream,
We built a Rock Creek Park for the new team
of DJs, b-boys, getting on down,
Graffiti on the train lines leading to town,
Rappers spittin' trash ain't staying around
MCs must master the underground sound delivery
So weak-ass rhymes ain't gettin' live son
You must be kidding, G!
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Party people, it's the main event!
DFE, Djar One, yeah it's so evident
And you see the evidence of a super dope party
Not a mystery Hardy Boy, Nancy Drew
Check the resume, since 20-02
Been around the world with this Canadian crew
Dropping gems for everybody
And you gotta move your body
Fresh and clean, its never sloppy
Tell your Mami, tell your Papi
These Canucks ain't playin hockey
So it's shocking as we drop the beats from the old school
It's never old, fool!
Classic material, relevant to now,
Know the roots and understand just exactly how...
Booming jazz funk tracks, soul, Motown, Stax
Sampled for the beat treats, reaching new feats
The people out they seats,
Got the Wild Style, on the Beat Street, aw yeah!
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Nobody’s gotta mess with me, gotta mess with us
Gotta get on our backs cause we strike back on any track,
Like crack, so addictive
Don’t believe the trends, don’t believe the hype, don’t believe the crap
Our style is wings / stripes, no sting
Underground overground, watch freaks bumbling free, acting stingy
Fictional philosophy for inspiration scarcity,
Currently, the cure I see is music as a currency,
Some blunder, busy fantasizing they’ll be buzzing on the cover of a magazine
But that’s over, watch what we plunder, no wonder, what we share makes you so honey rich !
See your face switch as web ring our vibe into the hive
What an illa style made in worldwide legacy see :
So high, so fly ! We do it so easy you smile and say « Hi ! »
On a LH vibe,
Sound is damn right, fruit is damn ripe !
Come and stay a bit, hear and feel the beat
Come on, take a bite
Baby bring your tribe,
It’s Bzzzzzzzz !
On a LH vibe,
Sound is damn right, fruit is damn ripe !
Come and stay a bit, hear and feel the beat
Come on, take a bite
Baby bring your tribe,
A double N-A : my vernacular, so miraculous
doesn’t need to be spectacular to be fabulous
So crafty : X-y-z
Gets you crazy on the beat almost begging for mercy
Let’s keep it cool y’all,
So fresh, it’s mental !
Djar One’s building up the instrumental !
There’s some for everyone,
Go switch your basses to buzz !
No fuss, no time to waste with haters
Never needed to pop glocks, like we’d be hard on the block
What ? Twat wanna hop to the top playing gangster
Wanna mess the youngster’s head up
Fed up, shut up !
U’re not a role model, pack our shit up !
Go back to mamma’s til you grow up
People need to feel good,
Should and could share their food,
Give and spread love in the whole neibourghood…
It’s bzz
On a LH vibe,
Sound is damn right, fruit is damn ripe !
Come and stay a bit, hear and feel the beat
Come on, take a bite
Baby bring your tribe,
It’s Bzzzzzzzz !
On a LH vibe,
Sound is damn right, fruit is damn ripe !
Come and stay a bit, hear and feel the beat
Come on, take a bite
Baby bring your tribe !
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