
Date of issue: 16.11.2014
Song language: English
Do It Any Way You Wanna |
«No doubt» |
«Knock 'em out the box"-Slick Rick 'Children's Story' |
Don’t underestimate the reach |
Here comes that city brother who lives by the beach |
Defari, work for Likwit organize |
Dodger hats and snowboard shades |
Camouflage my eyes |
Hustle to survive |
The Less mican man stands grand |
And work with two twenty five |
This here’s the second smash |
The album, the third |
The trilogy will be heard from Toronto to Pittsburgh |
Yo Ev do we got retail in Afghanistan |
(Man I don’t know but I know we got Japan) |
Uh ha, word up we all over the states man |
Doin' this |
For the MCs and the DJs |
The vertebrae |
Without the B-boys |
Hip hop wouldn’t be here to this very day |
And that’s my word we tryin' to blow like the Hiddenburg |
Swerve legalize dope in the form of vinyl |
This ain’t the final or the last blast kid |
I’m throwin' heat on the map (what?) for the underground massive |
Hook: |
«No doubt predicting far and ahead what will set the party off» -KRS-One 'The |
MC' |
See lyrically shit is gettin' drastic |
A lot of niggas flock tryin' to be new instead of classic |
Like an Aztec |
Praise the jaguar |
Like the fact that the sun shines at the biggest star |
Bigger than Mike Jackson or Michael Jordan |
So many Candyland MCs are boring |
See we be touring? |
and? |
(what?) |
Creepin' up in the shower on bitches like Anthony Perkins (ha) |
Defari |
Lurkin' in the ranks |
I’m tryin' to be like that brother Ant and stack mad Banks |
Plus give thanks and praise |
For each day I’m able to raise |
And see that foggy haze |
Comin' off the coast of the Pacific |
We stretch to the Atlantic my crew is Likwit |
Hook |
Yo fuck the pennies give me the silver dollars |
The smooth scholar working hard straight blue collar |
Appreciate wealth so I do for myself |
First collaborate with live niggas and divide the purse |
The well rehearsed MC |
Defari Heru |
I crack the glass blackboard MCs so I can see through I do my Dew |
Do my thang |
Hip hop is my Love Supreme |
That’s word to John Coletrane |
This cat Dwayne |
Rollin' down the diamond lane |
Travel by train, bus, boat, car or airplane |
To different venues with our names on the fliers |
Likwit niggas known to get ship poppin' and get it on fire |
I’m Extra Swift like my man Eric Brooks |
I keep an eye out for crooks |
Who contemplate rapin' my notebooks |
Some cut fast but they don’t' cut faster |
Then the Kutmaster Kurt |
When I work |
I’m climbin' ladders |
Hook |