[Verse 1]
Been rapping since back in '88
First words were boom, boom, bip
Imitating beat breaks
Moonwalking across the linoleum like MJ
Gap Band, blasting from my uncle's cassette tape
Decks lying next to the turntables and 8-tracks
Pop Pop schooling me on sh*t you never heard yet
P-Funk, Temptations, Spinners, and Dramatics
When the needle hit the record, fell in love with the static
Sunroof top, mom bumping New Jack Swing
Brandy, Monica and MJB
Pops schooled me to the Refugees and Master P
Fu-Schnickens was my first my first T-A-P
And easily I approached
Commonly listened to Wu-Tang And most
Definitely Timbaland, Madlib, and J-Dilla
None more iller, no comparisons
So I turned it up every time, my imperative is
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That I b-b-bump it, bump it, bump bump
So what you want wa-want wa-want want
That I b-b-bump it, bump it, bump bump
So what you want wa-want wa-want want
[Verse 2]
It's my imperative to make mad beats everyday
The same way you practice free throws and fade aways
I mean I made like 50 something beats just yesterday
It's my getaway, Not a featherweight
The way I flip the sample cleverly
I remember when I bumped Cannibal Ox and Aesop Rock
And was talkin' 'bout the real hip-hop
The 5 elements -When I used to rep the beatbox
Now it's Elements of Music when I flow off the top
Is there any other way that I can make it more clear
When I studied 9th Wonder, Pete Rock, and Premiere
Dr. Dre and Neptunes blasting in my ear drums
James Brown, let me give the drummer some
At first making mad beats was mad c*mbersome
Every beat I made was mad weak and mad over done
Now every beat is mad sleek and mad premium
So I turn it up every time, my imperative is
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