Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song L.A. Posse, artist - Breeze. Date of issue: 18.06.1989
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
L.A. Posse |
| It’s time to rhyme, keep it in mind I’m gifted |
| With the strength to go the length and if it’s |
| Rough enough to keep the crowd in a standstill |
| They catch contact from a rhyme that’s ill |
| You heard some sation, wondered it’s smoooth |
| Done by one nation under a groove |
| Rhymes I keep droppin em, suckers I keep stoppin em |
| P’s I’m not poppin, attitudes I’m coppin em |
| Speakin very clearly, so check the theory |
| If I was a car you wouldn’t have to steer me |
| Plus in control, just let me roll on cruise |
| None other can match cause they all catch the blues |
| It’s only (?) but none else can blow smoother |
| If you think you can grab a stand and prove to |
| Me that you can and will, if not you sit and chill |
| Visitin my pocket cause I fit the bill |
| Position myself to go longer and stronger |
| Bitin my words like you don’t know who they belong to |
| Puttin much emphasis while I empty this |
| Rhyme down your ear, I’m sure you envy this |
| I hook and sling, that’s what it took to bring |
| Back the old pastime, and if the last time |
| My jam will slay, look who we have before us |
| I think we had enough, Muff bust the chorus |
| Posse |
| (Californ-i-a) |
| Stop what you’re doin, this is directed to you and |
| Yours, hold your applause because I’m pursuin |
| To be the best, and yes, what I’m sayin |
| If the track was a class, I’d pass with an A and |
| Controlled I roll over suckers who even claim to be |
| On my tip, they even got the same name as me |
| All you’re doin is causin confusion |
| I’m speakin to you frankly, you need to thank me |
| I go for broke, my rhymes smoke like a joint |
| Expressin myself with the help of a ballpoint |
| Sit back, relax, in fact take notes |
| Not only do I break hearts, I break hopes |
| Could never be taken among those makin |
| Jams, thinkin they slam but they’re fakin |
| Don’t try to bite me or try to fight me |
| Or take me lightly, all you do is excite me |
| The beat is kickin so I’mma stomp this |
| Rely on the skill and the will to accomplish |
| What I set out to do, and I bet that you |
| Listen to the words and bust a step or two |
| You had the audacity to ask of me |
| To slow down when I throw down, so you can last with me |
| Save the drama and all the sation |
| You tried to riff, but not it’s time to get dealt with |
| Posse |
| (Californ-i-a) |