De La Soul, Roc Marciano - Property of Spitkicker.com lyrics
De La Soul [Posdnous, Trugoy the Dove, Maseo] Amityville, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[De La Soul, Roc Marciano - Property of Spitkicker.com lyrics]
Control control-alt
Shift-command commanding crowds
Crowd option vehicle option
Instrument enter quantity 17
Play back property of Spitkickercom
Yo, a slow burn we are
Last long three man act to
Wake up your thermostat
Blind through the property line
Creative minds crossover and back
Scribble with a knife to earn
That slice of life cock back, aim
Shot the name wherever the price is right
The pain earned is the pain learned
And heads talking like Byrne
Connect (to the same as it ever was)
Respect the land cause it never
Floods and well irrigated
Looking for my vanity, it's there
The mirror hate it and stated
Stop being an MC and give
Your verses more weight by being just M-E
Thoughts are oxidized when I spit em out
And my lungs prefer tastes
Encrypted words laced to get them out home
With removal service to get
Kings out the throne
(More hands on) With hands upon the neck
Of a voice magnifier over decks
The sound is found at the youngs in the batch
Lovely how I let my mind float
You can catch me in the early morning
Find me up with no yawning
Haven't been asleep, I'm on cue
8 in the corner pocket from the booth all
24 hours like it was our debut
Life edited my etiquette
Dreams beyond your eons
You can't wait this out start blitz
Starring it's that crew who never call the
Split's convey lines made from outer spines
So the nerve of us to be so damned crush
Grit like JDL and we sip from the grail
Where the current course connects
So we're not unsung
Just vets, this mission's undone
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
Yo, it's a honor and a pleasure
Rappers is not try to see
Me like a diamond tester
I'm on the low, I'm like a silent investor
Well dressed
My suit and vest is never polyester (never)
Keep a shottie on the dresser
My queen look like a young pepper
Up in her plump compress her
My tongue is forever under the weather
However
My heart was still lighter than a feather
Culturally, snort em like coca leaf
Them niggas suck more - no teeth
On the low though in my Polo tee
The show cost money but the promo's free
My pen collection is interesting no steel
But still niggas will feel threatened
My genetics is comedic
Driven in lanes I was looking angelic
Psychedelic, if niggas like it I can sell it
But I don't fuck with that sweet shit
I'm diabetic this is rapping at it's peak
Your bird's steady yapping at the beat
Of a parakeet
You're not unique, you're no Kool Keith
Shit is more parrot-y (parody)
To get with the illa rhyme distributor
A verse might run you a year's salary
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
Yo, put that bread on all fours
The Catcher in the Rye
New York City lights look better in July
4th, no fireworks will dangle in the sky
Like right there, feeling the night air
Promoting the fair fight
Square dance, men at the faceoff
Crooked eye letters from Madoff apologizing
Long journeys walking cold hard facts
Once you turn up there
There's no turning back
From Rock CoKane Flows to
Flows that are crack in the hemline
Versus on the land muddied your man
The hard work you threw on the scale, damn
I'm Joe Pesci on the Dish
So messy on the disk
Puerto Rican mamis call me "flapi"
Leap a tall feeling in a single bound
Way over your head like my
Ex-girl talking bout mind sex
(Well you're a dickhead)
Two ticks away from aww shit
Cause I'm an old fart go campaign DAISY Age
Dave fresh like a pound of sage
Decorate the paramount figures
Watch the way they crown the stage
Sipped Crown but I was down in age
See the sailor took a sip
Saw the whole ship drowned in grey
Classmates couldn't find a page
Had the answers written in my
Palm ever since promise paid
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
LI, nigga lI, baby
Pimp Amityville
Yo, it's an honor and a pleasure
Shift-command commanding crowds
Crowd option vehicle option
Instrument enter quantity 17
Play back property of Spitkickercom
Yo, a slow burn we are
Last long three man act to
Wake up your thermostat
Blind through the property line
Creative minds crossover and back
Scribble with a knife to earn
That slice of life cock back, aim
Shot the name wherever the price is right
The pain earned is the pain learned
And heads talking like Byrne
Connect (to the same as it ever was)
Respect the land cause it never
Floods and well irrigated
Looking for my vanity, it's there
The mirror hate it and stated
Stop being an MC and give
Your verses more weight by being just M-E
Thoughts are oxidized when I spit em out
And my lungs prefer tastes
Encrypted words laced to get them out home
With removal service to get
Kings out the throne
(More hands on) With hands upon the neck
Of a voice magnifier over decks
The sound is found at the youngs in the batch
Lovely how I let my mind float
You can catch me in the early morning
Find me up with no yawning
Haven't been asleep, I'm on cue
8 in the corner pocket from the booth all
24 hours like it was our debut
Life edited my etiquette
Dreams beyond your eons
You can't wait this out start blitz
Starring it's that crew who never call the
Split's convey lines made from outer spines
So the nerve of us to be so damned crush
Grit like JDL and we sip from the grail
Where the current course connects
So we're not unsung
Just vets, this mission's undone
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
Yo, it's a honor and a pleasure
Rappers is not try to see
Me like a diamond tester
I'm on the low, I'm like a silent investor
Well dressed
My suit and vest is never polyester (never)
Keep a shottie on the dresser
My queen look like a young pepper
Up in her plump compress her
My tongue is forever under the weather
However
My heart was still lighter than a feather
Culturally, snort em like coca leaf
Them niggas suck more - no teeth
On the low though in my Polo tee
The show cost money but the promo's free
My pen collection is interesting no steel
But still niggas will feel threatened
My genetics is comedic
Driven in lanes I was looking angelic
Psychedelic, if niggas like it I can sell it
But I don't fuck with that sweet shit
I'm diabetic this is rapping at it's peak
Your bird's steady yapping at the beat
Of a parakeet
You're not unique, you're no Kool Keith
Shit is more parrot-y (parody)
To get with the illa rhyme distributor
A verse might run you a year's salary
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
Yo, put that bread on all fours
The Catcher in the Rye
New York City lights look better in July
4th, no fireworks will dangle in the sky
Like right there, feeling the night air
Promoting the fair fight
Square dance, men at the faceoff
Crooked eye letters from Madoff apologizing
Long journeys walking cold hard facts
Once you turn up there
There's no turning back
From Rock CoKane Flows to
Flows that are crack in the hemline
Versus on the land muddied your man
The hard work you threw on the scale, damn
I'm Joe Pesci on the Dish
So messy on the disk
Puerto Rican mamis call me "flapi"
Leap a tall feeling in a single bound
Way over your head like my
Ex-girl talking bout mind sex
(Well you're a dickhead)
Two ticks away from aww shit
Cause I'm an old fart go campaign DAISY Age
Dave fresh like a pound of sage
Decorate the paramount figures
Watch the way they crown the stage
Sipped Crown but I was down in age
See the sailor took a sip
Saw the whole ship drowned in grey
Classmates couldn't find a page
Had the answers written in my
Palm ever since promise paid
We getting loot in this, you new to this
We true in this
Baby you already know who it is
We been doing this we been doing this
Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish
Catch flights, hit the stewardess
We been doing this we been doing this
LI, nigga lI, baby
Pimp Amityville
Yo, it's an honor and a pleasure