Twin Hype

Lyrics

[Intro] I just wanna say... One... Bum rush the sound Two... Bum rush the sound Three... Bum rush the sound Four... Bum rush the sound I wanna get into it man, you know [Verse 1] Twin Hype, not twin wack Laid back and lookin' for the climax Save the new jack talk, well that's cool But don't battle me, I'll play you like a fool, fools Enough of the old school Twin Hype makin' noise in the new school Lyrically updated and demanding I'm Mister Metaphor, I'm outstanding Over others in the business Johnny Carson could dance to this 'Cause it's hype, Twin Hype Yeah, I make the other MCs shed tears Don't cry, you get another chance But I'll diss you if the crowd don't dance So take note, observe, the twin 'Cause he smooth, smoother than your girlfriends Men, I wear the rap belt You get upset 'cause you just can't do it yourself Silly, silly sisses I'm strong like whiskey You wanna diss me? That's risky Hey, you know where you can kiss me Don't be offended, we're just a straight up type: Twin Hype [Verse 2] (This is called...) Twin Hype, two lookalikes Rippin' up the track back and forth and left to right Arrange techniques to form a climax Then we just max We got the formula to roll Engineer Brian Stroh, producer Hollywood Makes the beat just the right type Therefore, it's hype I'm a negro never wearin' an Afro From Newark, lyrical pro Organizin' rhymes, my best ability Will we go platinum? Possibility A metaphor, I'm straight like a ruler Rap computer, and nice like a Calvin Cooler I'm a Viking, a legend Silly birdies, I'll pluck you like a pigeon 'Cause you're short, I'm tall with rhymes You wanna reach me? You got a mountain to climb We don't joke 'cause we're serious men But I smile when Hollywood says "Twins" And we're lyrical hype Twin towers, the group Twin Hype All night long A little higher All night long A little higher [Verse 3] On the strength, girls I got flavor You can run and tell your neighbors Twin Hype is comin' to America On your tape cassettes and in your area Droppin' logic, I'm dope, here's the evidence Glynn, I'm dope too, what a coincidence Another member of the Twin Hype posse Shameek, rippin' up the 1200 Techniques In control, TTP, shorty I stand like the Statue of Liberty Centerfield, thanks for your support Twin I'm outta here, the mic is all yours I wanna finish the track, thank you Nice passin' the mic back Poison ivy, deadly I be You don't believe that? Come on, try thee I wanna show you that my lyrics are danger I'm no friend man, but I ain't a stranger Twin Hype, goin' down to your tech You say damn, what they gonna do next? Simple, I'ma keep pumping you more So you'll be sure, what to buy from the record store Slick, representin' the east, Shameek Can I get those cuts? Peace Yo King Well let's do it like this Yo King Well let's do it like this Yo King Do it like this Yo King Do it like this