Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Full Gear, artist - Stetsasonic.
Date of issue: 14.06.1988
Song language: English
In Full Gear |
Let me start by saying |
You wanna leave? |
Go 'head, I’m staying |
'Cause I been fully baptised in the river |
Stets’ll get loose while Paul’s on the set |
And you can bet, this party’s gonna pump like a LinnDrum |
A better band, you know it ais’t been one |
And on stage, the Stet is a rage |
Says Spin magazine on the 21st page |
Ozone levels drop, weak rappers stop |
Trying what you can get arrested for |
White mind, don’t you know it’s a crime? |
We had it before you had a piece of crime |
You’ll see you better not mess with me |
You little maggot, where’s your integrity? |
Listen here and get this clear |
I’m rolling with the band of the year |
And we’re in full gear |
And we’re in full, «gear» |
We’re looser than a hammock |
Unique and crafty like Stet-ceramic |
'Cause in full gear is aerodynamic |
The button is pressed, in 88 starts the panic |
The sucker MCs start running amok |
While a band like Stet is having positive luck |
And we wen' on tour, made the people roar |
In response to the floor, you got a show for sure |
A future career keeps Stet aware |
'Cause what we display is in full gear, yeah |
The peer is pressure, the pressure is peer |
But you really feel the pressure when you’re sitting here |
A plan sewn together like a 5A stitch |
And the tones I choose replaced by pitch |
Stet’s so creative with the drop of a tear |
Plating fear, making punks wanna disappear |
'Cause we’re in full gear |
And we’re in full, «gear» |
We got a Stet-powered amp of 500 watts |
Gaudy Wheels, a Bin-Z Box |
Turbo power, a sun rooftop |
No doubt will we shout, «We came here to rock» |
And we’re in full, «gear» |
The way I clown with no big ego |
We rock the style to make hip hop gold |
We tie our camels to the lumps and bumps |
Then come out a champ with the sound that thumbs |
S-T-E-T is not a lethal code |
From state to state, we sever rhythm and soul |
The six-man band of hip hop’ll throw |
Need I say more? |
I know you know |
But if you don’t, let me lay it out to you |
The Stet mystique will always continue |
You whup the punk and we will never mildew |
'Cause we’re the one that’s elected to lead you |
Fully equipped we come to make it all clear |
That we can do this here year after year |
Sparking amok from the front to rear |
Sharper than the tip of a bumper… (?) |
And we’re in full, «gear» |