Boogie Down Productions - Part Time Suckers Lyrics
Hahahahaha...T'cha t'cha, that boy is a t'chaI want you all to understand I'm down with BDPI got so many styles, but I'm not an MCI am a teacher teaching rap, and of course I am backBecause these other MC's are here also weak and wackSo BDP will teach them, hey, we will teach themBDP will teach them, hey, we will teach themAll about the guy who first is down but then he lieswhat he is to you, he's a part time suckerAmong thousands and thousands of very good MC'sA poet will flow like the breezeLike the wind, air is all around usFrom what I hear, it's a good thing you found usAnd in a hurry, just in the nick of timeCause I do four things: rhyme, produce, teach, and bring to you new stylesWell here's the first style, right out the pileIt's called vocabulary. Difficult, isn't it?At least is looks that way when you witness itKill (kill?) meaning to deprive of lifeFiancee: future wifePoet (poet): a person who writes poemsWandering, meaning to roamEveryone sees me when I walk into the publicEven the suckers, I just love itWhen they get disgusted every time I prove(Boogie Down Pro...) Boogie Down Productions will moveMeaning to motivate, lest rhyme straightHate is a very very big mistakeIt rhymes with frustrate and aggravateLet me just demonstrate why I won't abbreviateTelevision, a view of scenes transmittedEvery single second you get itPepsi (what?) the choice of a new generationFired from work: terminationQuality: something special about an object or personCan you rock a party without rehearsing?I can, anytime, on the spot rhymeMany recording artists can't do it, but I'mMore than just a recording artist kicking dust (who?)I'm a sandstorm, taking human formK plus R S equals oneI don't burn anymore, I just cook 'till you're doneAnd when you're done, then I serveLike alphabet soup, (letters) letters, (words) wordsSentences, chunks of meat into a paragraphGet the meaning then ask the question 'bout the guyWho first is down but then he liesWhat he is to you, he's a part time suckerKewe-kewe-K, Arewa-arewa-R, Ewe-ewe-S, my rhymes are freshPlease step back, let me progressMeaning to advance, you only get a glanceOf me at a time, sayin' some rhymeOr sayin' some rekkid, that should respect it, select itI'm never ever wack or reject itChallenge BDP it get's dissed, expect itI travel the nation by mostly planeI travel New York by either cab or the trainSome say that I'm insane, they sayWhy would you want to ride the train(But I) but I don't care, as long as I get thereI never used to pay my fare, but now I think I got toBecause from a jail cell I can't rock youThat's being incarcerated, meaning locked up(A tool) a tool for holding water is a cup or pail,The opposite for fresh is stale(The largest) the largest sea-mammal is a whaleBeer is called ale, or sometimes it is called brew(A group a) a group of human beings is a crewYou know what I'm gonna do? Explain Criminal MindedCause much too many people still are blindedLet me rewind it, and elaborate on blinded, meaning can't see through meHe he he he he, these people make me laughThe way they like to change up the pastSo when you're there in class, learning 'his story'Learn a little of your story, the real storyIt doesn't pay to know the life and times of someone elseIt doesn't benefit your wealth or your mental healthI go for self, but the real self is one with allThis self who's by himself does fallDown, just like the guy who first was down, but then he liesWhat he is to you, he's a part time suckerAll right, now, hear we go
