Blue Scholars - Lalo Schifrin lyrics

Boom, boom, pow boom, boom, boom, pow
Boom, boom, boom, boom

I compose fly music like Lalo Schifrin
Me and Bruce Lee, not so different
Be like water with the flow you dripping
Never catch Geo ego tripping
Broke hustlers see no pimping
But real rich fuckers will
Evict your building
Rewrote history to trick your children
To thinking this ship is not sinking
This shit is not working
The folks not working
Said "hold up" but it's not for certain
Got to hold on 'fore they drop those curtains
And they act like they did it
But, it's not on purpose
And they said we don’t deserve it
I'd rather be flawed with God
Than a soulless perfect
It's getting dark like the Montblanc ink
In the pen that I grip
When I wrote these verses
Me vs me but the older version
And the collar's still blue and producer
Persian
New class like a Renaissance merchant
Hurting you bastards, you flirt with disaster
Rolling Rainier with the speakers blasting
D black and them cats
Flipping work with passion
I’ll be the first to reverse the fashion
Cause the trend won’t last but
It might come back

And it's time to make the matter matter again
Show you how to make a camera
With a pad and a pen 2010, a spectacular end
Yes I'm back in the six let the battle begin

There's no caliber like mine, survived a 45
A kind of cold guy specifically designed
To snuff my fine print inside of lines
And in about a minute I’ma take what’s mine
Came from thick a blood line of frontliners
Who puff lye, stand tall
Covered all corners of the map
Oh when them browns gonna act?
Make money money, wait a minute send it back
Leave just a little for the
Liquor and the lab
Hawaii to Seattle, B Town was the gap
Slapped by the teach' for
Having that bad grammer
Still passed all of my tests with bad manners
It's not a question who
Rocked it the baddest
From 14th and Maddison
Nonchalant laughing at you
Non-factors chattering
Thank you for speaking and
Keeping my name traveling
This ain't no comparison
Without being arrogant a rare kind of nation
I'm there like three Bloody
Mary's in the mirror
I tear now, the new people listen here
Fear no bullets, hear no music
If I can't feel nothin' then
I can't see through it
I can't do it, I can't do it
Rhyme fluid whether or not my mind's looted
I'm not losing or seeming
Otherwise this foolish, huh

Boom, boom, pow boom, boom, boom, pow

Boom, boom, pow boom, boom, boom, pow