Wing Chun
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⏱️ 3:31 duration
🆔 ID: 23952391
📜 Lyrics
REWIND ME BUT DONʼT MIND ME
ONLY THE FUNK AND SOUL CAN FIND ME IN A TIME MACHINE
IN THE HEART OF THE 90ʼS
THE MUSICAL MAKEUP I WISH YOU WOULD WAKE UP
KIND OF CONFUSING WHEN YOU TAKE UP
THE RADIO AIRWAVES, TIME FOR A SHAKE UP
SPEAKING MY MIND, THE HEAT SEEKER OF KINDS SORT OF LIKE WHEN YOUʼRE IN THE SHEET WITH YOUR FREAK WHEN YA GRIND
SECRETING THAT SLIME
FREE THE STATE OF JONES, WE THE CREW TO SLAY THE CLONES KUDOS WHEN YOU RECITE & PLAY THE POEMS
SHALOM TO ROMES, ALL OF MY FATHERS STAND UP
CALLING ALL OF MY SOLOMON BROTHERS DOWN FOR THE CAUSE WITH THEYʼRE HANDS UP
KEEP EM HIGH WITH EACH REPLY POLITICIANS THEY LIE
TEACH MY SEEDS DONʼT RELY ON THE SYSTEM CAUSE WE SHINE
THIS DARK SKIN MARTIAN ARCHMAN JUST PARKED IN
HE STILL PARKED IN THE BOOM BAP WHERE HIS HEARTS IN
WATCH HIM BACKSPIN WHEN THERES NO BACK PAYMENTS ON HIS TAX
THEN CATCH THEM RELAXING ON A YACHT HITTING A BEAT THEN ASKING EM CAN WE VOID GETTING OUTLINED IN CHALK?
NOT WHEN WILD CHILD SPEAKING THAT VINYL TALK
Daily wishing I wasnʼt what the result of A People Poll
Where Depression is a mother fucker
Must keep my soul Entact
In fact this black mosaic
Surround ya self with positive people
But Most wonʼt say it
grab the mic but put my surgeons gloves look at the dj, then do what a surgeon does
then get to work & close the curtain
Told my fellas only rum, no bourbon in the suburban
No drinking in driving
youʼll never see me with connected to a bungee when diving Promoters Stop ya coniving we surviving
independent mode
only a select few known to salute the code
Please donʼt pollute the road
Whoʼs yet to pursue them goals Letʼs GET IT
Donʼt panic, my whole antic slightly Organic,
Gigantic like the planet, black & hispanic
This is for yaʼll Salute my fam Boogie Frantick
The Gr818erʼs implanted Salute the raw
His calm demeanor went unnoticed
Til He got a text message from the Potus
Mr Brown:
Do what you must have you
Interpreted it meant:
Direct the mic toward fake mcʼs
Before they stab you
The Childʼs not proaned or condoned
to support the violence
you see an emcee on the stage grounds
Ignore the sirens
Courtside at a laker game like a promo flick
Watch Jack hopscotch with a pogo stick
He brought that shit back in style
Playback the radio playlist with a half lit smile
Reformat the concrete let me lay down tile
Noticing the term Keep it Real most donʼt say that now
Goal achieved when they that wild
Soul entacted before you play Jacks file
He sent the rider to the promoter for rum & macaroons
step on stage with a raccoon and said good afternoon
then started crackin dudes, hold up
Iʼm Jerry Macguire This statement is a mission
In case you thought the Jackal might come up missing
The Blasphemy, raw avatar, Last of the mohican
Once Spoke Poetry at the New Yorican
ONLY THE FUNK AND SOUL CAN FIND ME IN A TIME MACHINE
IN THE HEART OF THE 90ʼS
THE MUSICAL MAKEUP I WISH YOU WOULD WAKE UP
KIND OF CONFUSING WHEN YOU TAKE UP
THE RADIO AIRWAVES, TIME FOR A SHAKE UP
SPEAKING MY MIND, THE HEAT SEEKER OF KINDS SORT OF LIKE WHEN YOUʼRE IN THE SHEET WITH YOUR FREAK WHEN YA GRIND
SECRETING THAT SLIME
FREE THE STATE OF JONES, WE THE CREW TO SLAY THE CLONES KUDOS WHEN YOU RECITE & PLAY THE POEMS
SHALOM TO ROMES, ALL OF MY FATHERS STAND UP
CALLING ALL OF MY SOLOMON BROTHERS DOWN FOR THE CAUSE WITH THEYʼRE HANDS UP
KEEP EM HIGH WITH EACH REPLY POLITICIANS THEY LIE
TEACH MY SEEDS DONʼT RELY ON THE SYSTEM CAUSE WE SHINE
THIS DARK SKIN MARTIAN ARCHMAN JUST PARKED IN
HE STILL PARKED IN THE BOOM BAP WHERE HIS HEARTS IN
WATCH HIM BACKSPIN WHEN THERES NO BACK PAYMENTS ON HIS TAX
THEN CATCH THEM RELAXING ON A YACHT HITTING A BEAT THEN ASKING EM CAN WE VOID GETTING OUTLINED IN CHALK?
NOT WHEN WILD CHILD SPEAKING THAT VINYL TALK
Daily wishing I wasnʼt what the result of A People Poll
Where Depression is a mother fucker
Must keep my soul Entact
In fact this black mosaic
Surround ya self with positive people
But Most wonʼt say it
grab the mic but put my surgeons gloves look at the dj, then do what a surgeon does
then get to work & close the curtain
Told my fellas only rum, no bourbon in the suburban
No drinking in driving
youʼll never see me with connected to a bungee when diving Promoters Stop ya coniving we surviving
independent mode
only a select few known to salute the code
Please donʼt pollute the road
Whoʼs yet to pursue them goals Letʼs GET IT
Donʼt panic, my whole antic slightly Organic,
Gigantic like the planet, black & hispanic
This is for yaʼll Salute my fam Boogie Frantick
The Gr818erʼs implanted Salute the raw
His calm demeanor went unnoticed
Til He got a text message from the Potus
Mr Brown:
Do what you must have you
Interpreted it meant:
Direct the mic toward fake mcʼs
Before they stab you
The Childʼs not proaned or condoned
to support the violence
you see an emcee on the stage grounds
Ignore the sirens
Courtside at a laker game like a promo flick
Watch Jack hopscotch with a pogo stick
He brought that shit back in style
Playback the radio playlist with a half lit smile
Reformat the concrete let me lay down tile
Noticing the term Keep it Real most donʼt say that now
Goal achieved when they that wild
Soul entacted before you play Jacks file
He sent the rider to the promoter for rum & macaroons
step on stage with a raccoon and said good afternoon
then started crackin dudes, hold up
Iʼm Jerry Macguire This statement is a mission
In case you thought the Jackal might come up missing
The Blasphemy, raw avatar, Last of the mohican
Once Spoke Poetry at the New Yorican