Keep It Underground
(专辑: Here Come The Lords - 1993)
Underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground [Do It All:] I
have an underground contract (With who?) My music To freak it, freak it, and it like they used ta So here it is, the
real for the
rugged And let? say, "I wonder how he does it?" Well, say and simple I
wreck an instrumental And ring your damn ear drums as if I
was a
cymbal Like RING Watch the
Do It All do his thing I
might pack the
verse but the
verse won't sing See, now I'm off my rock I
think I
need a
doc But I
don't need a
camera unless they take me pop So, um, dig it Watch the
Jersey boy, um, kick it And unplug this jam if you're feeling kind of timid So here we go Long live the
flow And I
know you hear the
rap with 'em Catch me at a
show And um Get down, no matter how it sounds The
Lords, The
Lords You gotta keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground [Mr. Funkee:] Check it check it uugh Watch me make it funky for your town Check check check it out Watch me check check my style I
stink People think I
sleep with a
skunk Cause I
open up my throat Then I
give you all the
funk All you rappers on my tip You know you need to get off You try to disrespect me I
try to knock your head off So get ready for the
real hard rhymer Save the
drama I'm eating other rappers like Jeffery Dahmer You get two smacks for thinking I'm a
new jack Like Kid Capri said, "The joke is on you jack!" Cause if another steps to the
bad brother I
strike you like your father, word to the
mother You suckers might as well get lost Cause I'm the
boss You'll catch a
three piece, with biscuits and extra sauce This time around I
caught you with your pants down Now pull your drawers up And keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground [Mr. Funkee:] Mr. Funkee have to get hard on this record To show you I
can even switch styles and still wreck it The
Lords Of The
Underground The
ones who hold the
crown Whoever told you we was wack Really didn't know what they was talking bout You're jealous of my crew The
news is that you're sweating me Get off my tip and find something else to do Now come on now, how you figure? If Marley didn't think that we was dope Then I
guess we wouldn't be here nigga And you can even check my album, All G
Funk Leave a
bunch of girls singing, talking bout ohh la la ohh la la But some of these rappers are dead wrong Pick up their albums And you hear somebody sing on every other song [Do It All:] So let it come from your heart And let it flow through your veins And the
streets Will definitely scream your name Peace to the
Ice Cube and peace to the
Kool G
You only get your props if you come from beneath Now the
Hit Squad gets props And um, Cypress Hill gets props And um, PM Dawn does not Now um, Naughty By Nature gets props And The
Geto Boys gets props But Me Phi me does not Now back to the
sound The
wrecks your whole town And like the
jam says Keep it undergrounD Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground Keep it underground Keep keep it underground