Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Know the Science , by - Buck 65. Song from the album Man Overboard, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.10.2002
Record label: Buck 65
Song language: English
You Know the Science |
| If you’re anything like me, you probably don’t read The Source |
| Anymore, and miss crews like the JVC Force |
| Don’t stop, show no shame, dance to disco |
| And you know the baddest DJs come from San Francisco |
| But be sure to tell DJ Static if you see him please |
| When you’re in Denmark, he was robbed at the DMCs |
| Shouts out to Swamp and other DJs that were fronted on |
| And all of those that like to dig for oldies, yo, the hunt is on |
| I’m always down to make trades for shit with those in the know |
| I just found another copy of Moog Indigo |
| I’m on a steady look out for dope breaks, non-stop |
| All I had to pay was fifty cents at a pawn shop |
| And when it comes to being phat, the best kind of weight gain |
| Has to be seeing your name up on a freight train |
| Moving galleries of steel to show the giants |
| To the people all over the world, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| You get buckwild! |
| I got the hip-hop holy ghost in each one of my body parts |
| The needle to the record, cos that’s when the party starts |
| Hard rocking, it is hell and no way to live |
| All the time, I don’t wanna dwell on the negative |
| Oh no, cos I be the self-fronted low |
| Professional DJ, 1200 Hobo |
| Crew member, nomad, down to show alliance |
| To those that’s in it for the love, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| Uh-huh, you know the science |
| You get buckwild! |
| Rhymes to the beats and showing no signs of going soft |
| Gimme a mic and I’m gonna start showing off |
| I hustle coast to coast and represent the Sebutones |
| While I write my rhymes at high noon and finetune my own style |
| Cos every now and then I talk shit and curse and swear |
| Whether I go first or last, I’m no worse for where |
| And I combine scratches and complicated compositions |
| On the radio, on records, or at competitions |
| High powered going left to right, and you can switch the role |
| 33 to 45, maneuvering the pitch control |
| To get get my daily dose of arty rock to feel revitalized |
| And bless the microphone for the gods I’ve always idolized |
| I pledge allegiance to the beat box and the enthusiasts |
| Especially the ones that are hard to please and choosiest |
| I gotta keep hope alive for those who show defiance |
| Hip-hop, as a religion, you know the science |
| «You are not alone. |
| This is the language of on-again, off-again: the future, |
| and it is digital.» |