CunninLynguists - So Live! Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist"Sometimes like me and you gotta kick it here old schoolYeah this is, this is truly old schoolDefinitely old school"[Chorus: Kno and Deacon]Yo, YoWe keep the whole day so liveFelasWe keep the whole day so liveMy ladiesWe keep the whole day so liveLynguisticsWe see the whole day so live[Kno]Get live, set to destroy all the fakersCos this ones for the B-Boys and the breakersTake ya to another level with the soundFreaking the flow, kicking it low getting downTake it all back to the essenceWhen you could go to a party and not leave with your head split(Get This)Cunninlynguists getting liveRespect the foundation that hip-hop vibe[Deacon]Now get up get upGunna rip up rip upAny mother*****er in here they dont shut there shit upPuts your hands up like it's a stick upI got ya head jerking like some hick-upsIts Deacon the VillanIll'ing with my nigger rollsRappers be soft, they probably walk on their tippy toesWord up Jays game, and roll diggy (Go)Flows potent, even my breath smells like sticky dro*[Chorus][Deacon]Im chillin the French way, I'm not the bestBut more or less, the style is (finest)For those that test, I shake em down like bumpy nutsSmashed out their face, even slam it like a dummy cut(Ohhhhhh!)Yo(Hold up!)Kentucky shogunWho's the master(Showed up)Ya damm right, deep in the last dragonFlows off the wall like they outlaw tagging[Kno]Understand me when I tell you thisI got the style that'll give you fitsAnd get you pissed that ya can't rhyme like thisHype with the type of shit that leave ya hyper tense(Get down!)When ya feel it dont be acting stiff(Get down!)Just go on ahead and grab a tit(Get down!)Do they dance a bit, before ya hit em(Get down!)(Thats that shit)[Chorus][Deacon]Im a gun (Ohhhhh!)*****ed and readyBested to leave ya head spinning like Rock SteadyGet mistaken for a B-Boy breaking your domeOff dependent like ????? out the O-ZoneA rap ????? You better be ducking and weavingTake a breath so we can bound sucking your teeth inWhen Kno's on the 1200's, cutting and bleedingWhen I'm stuck in my broom like it aint nothing and leaning[Kno]I just knicked the mic and crushed CataclysmicBlast a sentence that would leave a rapper limpingNowadays cats only rap about their bankrollBut ive been fresh ever since fuzzy Kangol*Hey Yo*Dont y'all be starting nothingJust chill the hell out while we keep the party jumpingI know my style feeling niceMe and my man Deacon the Villian keeping it live
