Story Behind The Song

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Song Description

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Lyrics

Chorus
I keep it coming (oh)
I keep on bumpin (uh- huh)
I keep it jumping for the people in the back who're fronting

V

I hip to the hop/ rip to the rock
to the rhthym when I give em what I give em what i got (to the)
to the time, to the lime light/ check it.
See a birdie, free a birdie, get her butt naked (it's O)
It's official, Mr. get in with a pistol
ripping through your tissue, government or other issue.
undercovering the cover when the color's gonna get you and uh/
it's a mirical the lyrical I step to.
I bet you, Oh,
Had another plan now your man's bout to blow for sho,
it's so...over. Had a dollar in my pocket and a rocket in my holster.
Space man, Space Jam, see me at a freak show.
Eat, Breath, rhyme, so what the hell do I need to sleep for?
Jealous fellas, settle for a detour, shine the light find the mic when the heat blow.
Chitty Chitty bang bang, do my damn thing
Dismaount in a handspring, check the handling.
When the dust settles, be the last standing.
A and R cats like, "this guys f*&#ing incredible.

Chorus

VII

You couldn't see me if you wore glasses.
Slow flow is sticky like a jar of molasses.
carving the ice for the hat trick
kind of nice with the starring theatrics, SO.

Hold up little buddy.
we can take a dip, swim around in the muddy.
Cop dimes in the buggy.
Play some cuddy in the club and make it lovely.

ay yo, Fresher than a newport
Harder than hurricane.
Higher than a ferriswheel. Rhyming just to get a meal.
Climbing to the stratosphere. Thriving when a battle's near.
Counting like an abbicus. Nobody wants to battle this.
Sipping on our chaliises. Printz, an alchemist!
And the people in the whip, we make em bounce to this.
And to the ladies in the club, we get em hot to this.
Coming throught your section, each and every metropoilis.

Chorus