Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rap to the Future , by - Ramson Badbonez. Release date: 26.08.2021
Song language: English
Rap to the Future |
| Let’s take a stroll down memory lane |
| When Rakim had a fat gold chain |
| Dana Dane had fame, Kane was R.A.W |
| Rick the Ruler was Slick, thick bubble goose |
| Turtle Shell Cazals, L.L. rocked bells |
| The city of Queens the Kings raised hell |
| Melly Mel, Kool Moe Dee, Easy Moe Bee |
| Rodney O and Joe Cooley, Spade, King T |
| Boom Boxes, dual cassettes filled the tape deck |
| The Rhodium Swap meet cashed the paychecks |
| The world renown Violet Brown brought us platinum plaques |
| Albums on wax and vinyl in stacks |
| Unity, Bigga B RIP, underground rap acts |
| Cans rattled in back packs |
| The smell of petroleum windmills on linoleum |
| Circles and cyphers no need for a podium |
| Verse 2 — Mr Hooper |
| Somethin' from nothin' |
| Bustin', cold crushin' like the Fat Boys |
| Black noise from an urban community |
| Bringin' unity to parks and halls |
| For all the yes yes y’alls |
| And other chants and applause |
| Right fist stand tall |
| Left fist grip mic |
| Had ‘em packed in tight |
| Did this thing all night |
| Thin wallets and fat laces |
| Big dreams in small places |
| Kept going til it reached the world |
| Now every color boy and girl in break poses |
| And they knows it |
| That’s why we in commercials |
| Dope beats and verbals, majestic effect |
| Since the days of cassette, put that bounce in your neck |
| And I’m F-R-E-S-H |
| Food for your thought, put some more on your plate |
| Your mate Hooper from the west side of things |
| Still pen to the pad, still spittin' my dreams |
| Verse 3 — Moka Only |
| Many years ago when the soul |
| Pulled me in deep I knew I couldn’t let it go |
| M to the capital letter O |
| Hangin' off the words that my elders bestowed |
| BDP lit the fire, JB’s they let me know |
| That the door was wide open for a different approach |
| So many cats that I revered and considered a coach |
| I knew I owed the culture |
| All the best of my flows, I’m ever grateful |
| Got a plateful, since the fateful day I grabbed the pen |
| And had somethin' to say, still dues gettin' paid every day |
| My record company they, let me do anything so I play most graciously |
| Do my best to be an ace emcee |
| Its asymmetrical style no basic emcee |
| Moka always Kareem Serene, won’t entertain the complacency |
| I’m thankful for the places I see |
| It’s all love, believe it |