Flute Loop (Live)

Lyrics
I ain't goin' no place Move? Me?! Oh, motherfuckin', yeah You don't get it, you don't see it So, so, so, just sit back and max and relax Off the tracks that I kick, come on and live it up 'Cause I get funky like diaper rash And you know I'm mad spunky, and I'm making cash Well, I got sex rhymes like Victoria got secrets All you porno peepers who are trying to peep this I'm like Al Goldstein, I'm all about screwing Lead my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing Like getting shot out the barrel of a wave Like virgin pow on the peaks of AK Like a sound that goes to the depths of the soul Well, that's thе feeling that I make my goal Music to rock the nation Holy moly, holy moly Music to rock the nation Chеck it out Check it out A little wine with my dinner so I'm the Grape Ape Feel like a winner when I make a mixtape 'Cause I get ill when I'm on the pause button And I get my fuckin' fill, and you can't say shit More soul on this train than Don Cornelius Mad sub-woofer pumping bass for your anus Getting on this mic at the monthly function Wires hitting switches connected at the junction Perlman's got beats, but that ain't no secret Dante found his shit, and you know he freaked it And so the story goes on and on Down in SD50 till the early morning Early morning, early morning (Music to rock the nation) Early morning till the broad daylight
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Credits
- Writers
- Ad-Rock
- MCA
- Mike D