Lyrics

I keep it digital original lyrical latex
Copyright protected a form a musical safe sex
More than head nods and beats that sound hard
I get you on the floor with more I?m the lyrical mic GOD
I give it to you all type of beats with lyrical styles that stretches
For miles in the streets. See I didn?t come here to play with your
Ears-I give you what I mastered in the hood for years
So break your shoes in Ma-free your toes
Fellas get up on her close but, control your blood flows
I keep you dancing all night long- you?ll get your money?s worth
You?ll witness the birth of a hit song

HOOK - You wanna keep it hot
Hell yea!
You wanna hit the spot
Hell yea!
You want a couple hours more
Hell yea!
Well here?s my room number and floor
Holla at your boy (4x?s)
Call me up
Now I know you all saying that it?s about time that with rhyme the level of
Hip-hop would climb-so when the beat drops-it?s un-orthodox
You might wanna call it pop but, this is hip hop
So don?t Eu- rope me in ? bind me in a cage-try to tell me how an MC needs
To behave-see I come from a GOD that has no limit
Not following trends-no mimic or gimmick-I?m coming through with an
Original style of mix that still fits all the current trend of hits
I expand in my mind at no limit of time, 7-6 quintillion miles of brilliant styles
Many were careful, afraid to get near to, until they got an ear full of the flow
They were fearful but, rhymes are disseminated, doubts are eliminated, the Thick
Make it a thin; red pen-lets negotiate it

(HOOK)