Seminar

(album: Seminar - 1989)

[breathing noises, bell ringing]

Welcome to the seminar (go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
To the Seminar (go, go, go, go) [x3]

[Verse 1]
Sitting at a table, looking like we Gods, we're dressed in white, for the rap so tight
Serious men with the strength of ten, coming through like animals looking for a fight
Intelligent, packed, so inadequate, step back, Mix-A-Lot's here to inforce what's dope
A brand new album, better than the last one, listen up close or you might get smoked
Some say rap has become repititious, mixing up beats of a old great jams
Some hate me, some imitate me, but take me out, I'll be damned
This album is a demonstration of various styles of a hip hop art
I got paid, but I do it cause I love it, all enemies hush, let the seminar start

(go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
To the seminar (go, go, go, go) [x3]

(The seminar)

[Verse 2]
Break it up, the rebel of rap is about to toss up with a brand new style
Your host on the whole west coast ripping up bedposts when I work that pile
A meeting of the minds to elevate hardcore, take it to a level where few have been
You brag but your brain's like mush, hush learn something my friend
Seminar dope, smoke you cope, nope, ha I got 'em in the scope
Scramble, run and hit 'em like Op, chope, going for the throat
Rustle up revenue pack it in a gunny sack
Setting up a trap for a new snack pack [echo]
A snack pack is a girl with the thickness, little in the middle, but she got much back
Running like a Rolex, stuck in the hype mode, track after track, keep it real for a fact
I paid my posse unlike you boy, they all roll tough and they all stay strapped
Get up in my face, shake my hand, saw you on the screen and your head got fat
Forgot where your from, but I'll tell ya where you at
Lip synching, lying and about to get slapped
Smoke some of this, suck it up then think
If your group's not paid then you might get backstabbed
You's a brother, but you acting like another
Who was trying to get rich, now he's working wit scabs
I'm a genius, brains are the new thing, knowledge is in, and I'm pour something wit it
You attend my dope Seminar, and listen to the lyrics [echo], hit it

[Verse 3]
Debonair your nightmare, don't stare down when I clear from Greenpuff Square
Dare to squares, break 'em up into pears, yours boys got scared
I bang, bang hardware
Four four shoot 'em up, cock and pop pop
Desert Eagle Magnum and it stops
Waiting for crime to roll and pick locks
Mauseburg pump blasts, he got dropped
That is the life of a 'Hip Hop Soldier', I'm hated in the hood so I gotta stay strapped
Rolling in a drop top SEC, cops stop, wandering why I'm heavily packed
I'm legally armed and like dynamite I'm ready to blast on punks who play hard
I love to love, but I can't so I ain't, silence [echo] drop the Seminar

[breathing noises, and bell ringing]

(Welcome to the Seminar)