Are we savages, born without hope
Last on these highways, existing to go
Swallowed my pride, gutted me from the inside
Left me in this pool of doubt
Now I don't think I can get out
But you can laugh, you can laugh, you can laugh
'Cause you think that you're better than me
If we are the instigators, of our times
Why do we harmonize then revolutionize our crimes
Down in this sandpit of misbegotten youth
We can show them the songs, the one truth
But you can laugh, you can laugh, you can laugh
'Cause you think that you're better than
You think that you're better than everyone
I'm just trying to do the right thing
I'm just trying to do the right thing
The right thing
Escape to my eyes [repeat 5]
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[ Transcribed by listening to the CD a *number* of times + with a lot of help ]
[ from heksterb@cs.utwente.nl's great Curve-lyrics file. Corrections, whatever]
[ E-Mail me or write your own! chief@lysator.liu.se ----uXu File #107---- ]
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Underground eXperts United 1993
ftp: ftp.lysator.liu.se directory: /pub/texts/uxu
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Yeah yeah, aaah, diggy Das nigga, diggy Das what what??
Yeah what?
Intro/Chorus:
Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock
*repeat x3*
Verse 1: Dray, Skoob
I be the man droppin the slang on your premises
We the menaces, clanging rappers like they're Genesis
Now what the hell is this I heard you wanna see this
Ya best believe this kid, I got more rhymes than Run got Adidas
You can't defeat us so just back up off the metaphor
The Boogie Banger tell me what the hell's the art for?
Yiggity yeah
The sooky-sooky, bringin it from the sewer it's the Boogie Bang
Use to kick the rookie slang, critics wonder "Could he hang?"
Drop my first joint and made the whole world flip
Next trip, critics that wasn't wit it popped lip (like what?)
"Nigga eat dat and nigga eat dis"
but fuck, nigga need that, get off my nigga, eject
Chorus
Verse 2: Skoob, Dray
*?Miggity mog?* it's the Prince of Darkness here to spark this
riggity mic, my target's the underground market
I be the rapper and chief, the editor etcetera
The miggity mad dred night predator
Cos all the time, nigga's be frontin in their rhymes
claimin to represent the bastards, missin classes, doin time
But when I come thru they be like "Oooh look, the Man!"
Shakin niggas down like the earth shook Japan
Well all I need is my 40, some Buda and my Timbs
my biggity black benz with them 19 inch rims
I gotta maintain and at the same time I watch my ass
the cash, cos any fuckin day could be your last
I took a breather now we snipin off the roof
We back up in the booth and gettin busy off the 100 proof
of Vodka, I rock a rhyme just for the thrill of it
Cos when I'm spillin it I'm fillin it, check how I'm killin it
Chorus
Verse 3: Dray, Skoob
But a'time I write a rhyme I takes some