At The Party
(专辑: The Unplanned Mixtape - 2009)
I
walked in with a
pimp strut ... "What up?" Door man's like, "You on the
list?" I'm like, "Shiiii I
should be there... like after the
Ls" He said it's too early to tell "Fuck it, go ahead." Afrika Bambaataa Kool Herc was looping the
break beat Rocksteady was breaking That's what's up Gave Scott La Rock dap Proceeded up to the
bar one Taki 183 and flat black was tight on the
wall Eddie Pint was with Dante And went to bomb Broadway Sugarhill, Run-D.M.C. were kicking raps Busta and the
Beasties came in, drinking brass monkeys Bumrushed the
show, hopped on stage then A
whole bunch of white dudes opened the
door and came in After Ed Lover, Dr. Dre then Big Daddy Kane Said there ain't no half stepping, walk this way Went to the
next room had the
90s on it, "Hell yeah" Ayo it smell like chronic Hell of juice and gin I
grab my cup, try to fill it to the
brim Somebody said, "Ayo, you ain't chipped in? I'm playing, nephew, go ahead." Ice Cube was chopping it up With MC Ren and Quik was playing the
cuts I
saw Eazy, Spice 1, and King Tee Bloods and Crips talking shit and straight scheming Olde English, Starter caps, and gold daytons Gold-plated, hearing Bones, Jheri curl activator And the
party started cracking And this dude in the
background who looked familiar started dancing But I
don't know he seemed dope The
whole party was like he hadn't rapped in the
east coast Lyrical, physical, very artistical Give the
party people something funky to listen to Step up if you wanna get hurt Step, step up if you wanna get hurt All you MCs are some riders All you need is a
line 'Til you change and rearrange And then what happened this time I
checkmate, terminate, never late, contemplate Mind state is never fake, hesitate you lose There was this group in the
cypher called Das FX And a
Tribe Called Quest Q-Tip was searching for his wallet saying somebody got him 10 dollars saying it was someone from Compton LL was on the
side of the
kangol, talking about his Momma Saying that if anyone stepped They'd get knocked out. He promised Watching Butter-Pecan Ricans licking their ice cream Ghostface did lines, and Bees that were lime green [?], licorice and a
dutch I
hit that shit once and then passed out off the
blunt I
woke up in struggle for breath by Nas He said sleep was the
cousin of death, my God Door busted down and I
thought it was the
cops It was 2Pac saying that he had just gotten shot Stood up out the
wheel chair said, "Fuck this city." Grabbed a
Cristal bottle, pointed it at Biggie Puff jumped up was like "Take that, one" The
whole party stopped and said 2Pac left the
party with Suge in the
'lac Nobody ever thought that 'Pac would never come back An hour later Big and Puff left Big said he was ready to die, but there'd be life after his death Craziest shit I've ever been to, the
wildest venue But it wasn't over yet, the
party must continue Yeah, yeah I
said continue Yeah, yeah, yeah Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn At the
same time with the
dope rhyme that I
kick You know and I
know, I
flow some old funky shit Crucial, lyrical style ain't what it used to Microphone check one two For some, this is where the
party began Some say it's where the
party was crashed There was a
new room, a
new dude named Shady in the
Aftermath "Hi, my name is, what..." it was that everybody started to want to rap Rock fans from the
other parties put down their guitar straps And started writing their bars on a
pad The
'burbs were already in the
building And the
media been feeling if another party was on smash Pepsi endorsements, Spike, Coca-cola Was telling the
whole world where the
party was at The
line to get in, it wasn't just around the
building It was around New Zealand and the
underground was making chat Saying it was wack; remember the
art the
heart, they taking it back But it was too late for that, they started making, scratch the
line Complaining about the
game, was saying it's wack Hold up, half the
people that were dissing it Were half the
reason that the
party was so big And everyone in line was out there trying to get respect And then the
party got put on the
Internet Shit They bum-rushed the
door You couldn't move anymore There wasn't room on the
floor And out came the
neighbors Getting on TV and complaining about the
noise Bill O'Reilly and Oprah came down and they started hating The
venue wasn't making money 'cause no one was paying Unless you had Lil' Wayne or T-Pain in the
room Nas came down and said the
party was dead Somebody lit a
match all you heard was a