Kwan - Rock Da House Lyrics
I used to rock rough rhymes alone to the break of dawnA lonely rider on the storm I was a fighter by a microphoneA bonebreaker verbal acrobatics to the fat beatI'm a black man sitting on the backseatwith the freestyle mode bebe form oneYou might get the mic maybe - don't stunI practice my shit daily unisonwith Mary rappin' melody of oblivionIt's so mystic how I got in this businessI'm melodic miss diss, like it or not I'm gonna kick thisThis thicky beatbox beat pushing forward like a trainBrain activating gameBy the way: I'm Mariko from Helsinki FinlandAnd I ain't cold though ScandinavianFirst girl of Dynasty under the sunI take pride in my rappin' sessionChorus:Rock the house!With a true hip hopRock the house!With Mary and TidjnRock the house!It's the ultimate bondRock the house!To the sound of the KwanWriting rhymes to me is like the CrashbandicotaDope, like dope what they smokers smoking all day longwithout doing anything, all I hear is big talk from themouths that should be rappin', ring the bell
