Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dwellin' In Tha Labb, artist - JT The Bigga Figga. Album song Dwellin' In Tha Labb, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: Get Low
Song language: English
Dwellin' In Tha Labb |
Totally my mind on my mission, fishin' in the sea |
Dwellin' in the lab, tryna stack my G’s |
Quicker than the thoughts of a rebel in disguise |
Many opportunities, surprise surprise |
Evolvin', revolvin' around the dough |
24−7, it’s time to flow |
For the next episode, I’ma kick it like this |
With the twist of the wrist of a total eclipse |
Now, shine influential, got much potential |
Bustin' freestyles over funk instrumentals |
No thang, more game for an example |
Step in the way of progress, you getting trampled |
Kick the facts so I can set the track straight |
Breaking down game for the fools who tried to playa hate |
Play your post with the brotha most |
Back in your face for the '95 season with another dose |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |
Back it up, back it in, let me begin |
With the fortified funk in my gold-plated pen |
That’s the way it goes ‘cause the fetti’s demandin' |
Fools get mad because I’m steady expandin' |
Never did they know that I’ma break it on down |
Headin' into the lab to create my own sound |
Break out the track, represent like the keys |
To the scales with the funk, 36 OZ’s |
‘Cause the water starts to boil, cook it down to the DAT |
No sign of baking soda so it comes back fat |
Got my slot in the shade, razor blade and I’m choppin' |
More stops at retail, they fiend to be coppin' |
I mean to poppin', you know that I’ll be ridin' |
Posted in the lab, you know it’s time for stridin' |
From a 16 channel to a 48 track |
So you know I kick facts, so just step on back |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |
Excellent when I represent, take a hit |
Capable, unbreakable when I spit |
The gift that I got from the Most High |
Don’t try to deviate from the plan, you wonder why |
Master the ride, the one in control |
The one with your life, the one with your soul |
You best’a recognize ‘fore you end up mad |
Giving thanks and praise when I’m dwellin' in the lab |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 |
(«Comin' to kick the fizacts for you playas») |
Dwellin' in my labb, 24−7 ‘cause the playas in the game be stackin' them G’s |