The Session

Lyrics

[Intro: Arsonists] Yeah, since we all chilling and shit and this another Arsonist day, let's flip some shit (Check it) [Bridge: Arsonists] Ayyo You ready for the session? Yo, yo, no question. Ayyo You ready for the session? Ayyo, no question. Ayyo You ready for the session? Yo, no question. So, yo Get on the microphone with no second-guessing [Q-Unique] I gets up To a level of higher, I'm setting fires. Arsonists The styles you kicks is 65, so, kid, retire The slammable, the flammable. Kick it to my rhyme style I be that nigga quick to pull another nigga's file [Freestyle] Ooh, ooh! Here we go, another flow. This ain't a disco show With John Travolta. Like Minolta, get the picture, so Let me begin as I sit in and start to make things clear The rain is gone, so I get on and disappear [D-Stroy] I call this My Tae-Kwon flow 'cause my lyrics be kicking (Pssh, pssh!) On the real, no bullshitting. You get Jacked like a car with a flat tire, my attack Fly a scat liar, Arsonists cause a fat fire [Swel Boogie] Check it out I appear, coming clear like crystals If I ain't bombing, then you gonna hear me whistle My flow's all fat and hard, soul never tender Ayyo, Q-Unique, what's next on the agenda? [Q-Unique] Poetical pack a punch like De La Hoya, I'm switching up The format like Just-Ice did "Latoya," slamming like Olajuwon, rhyming like a marathon, on and on Forever, it's the 17th letter coming better [Freestyle] To shoot The gift, and it's a doozy like Santa with an Uzi Come down the chimney with a mic in hand, your kids say, "Who's he?" Then roll out like faxes, return like taxes Melt down ear waxes to knock you off your axis [D-Stroy] I solve Problems like a math teacher, I let my raps greet ya My style's wild 'cause I'm the first and the last preacher To hurt you in my circle 'cause your crew's wack Go out like Urkel—"Did I do thaaat?" [Swel Boogie] Please stop your acting. Ain't no faking in my style You could bring an inch because I take more than a mile It really doesn't matter, coming hard or coming mellow I keep my swollen flow mad tight from the ghetto [Hook: Arsonists] Ayyo You ready for the session? Now you know there's no question. Ayyo You ready for the session? Ayyo, no question. Ayyo You ready for the session? Kid, no question. So, yo Get on the microphone with no second-guessing [Q-Unique] Well it's the Welfare recipient since the age of nine, from back In '82, when I first masterminded my rhyme, and with Each and every syllable, gave motion to the lyrical Delivery is critical, you hear it from the spiritual My scientifical evaluation getting dropped for demonstration The cranial's on constant rotation [Freestyle] And I'm Keeping heads spinning, all the ladies grinning Flows so sweet, you could smell the adrenaline I eat that ass for din-din when I rap/wrap like a turban I'm Crazy like Legs and Rock Steady with the backspin Never gave up 'cause I'm in to win, won't stop Going, rolling 'til I knock down the tenth pin [D-Stroy] Strike for what you like, so past confusions lies I get nasty like Nas with EFX like Das. Hey, man I make you say, "Damn," and you get jerked like a spray can 'Cause punks get played like arcades up in Playland This guy smashes and pull out eyelashes Stand with my masses and beat up the wiseasses [Swel Boogie] To keep shit live, the mentioned five fuel the vibe Mentally rolling deep with the Arsonist tribe, and I'll Describe your whole attitude, personality, and it Seems to me that you're not a true emcee. I'ma chill Because I'm overcome by your mental block Until the next time, I'll return on lock [Outro: Arsonists] (Bleep, bleep!) Scooby Dooby, Dooby! Scooby Dooby, Doo! (Bleep, bleep!) Scooby Dooby, Dooby! Scooby Dooby, Doo! (Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep!) Scooby Dooby, Dooby! Scooby Dooby, Doo! (Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep!) Scooby Dooby, Dooby! Scooby Dooby, Doo!