Eyedea, Abilities - Reintroducing lyrics
[Eyedea, Abilities - Reintroducing lyrics]
Ay one two (Yo we're recordin'yo
Come up on the mic a little bit)
Check, check check (a'ight)
Ayo, yo yeah bring in them
Keys real quick though
You know what I'm talkin about, yeeah
Eyedea and Abilities in the house
Two-thousand and three
Bringin' you that DJmcjust some
Good hip hop music
Yo, you ready to get into this? (yeah)
Well drop that beat then
Ladies and Gentlemen (EA, EA)
Ladies and Gentlemen (EA)
We bringin' it back to basics
Situated under the basement
The nation is guaranteed to hit the pavement
You slept now you're bobbin' your head
So hard your left with a
Permanent injury to your neck
The turn of the century's way behind
We raped the time and she gave birth
To the First Born drafted this design
What? You thought our second record
Wouldn't be live? Suprise!
Why'd it take you so long
Realize only the strong survive?
Without the need for compromise
No one's above us, in context
Your whole genre's elevator music
Playin' on the way up to where my songs sit
You sold a lot of records
But I got a question
How many endin' up back in the
Used section all of 'em
Yeah Abilities' beats bang
But he ain't makin' nothin' for you
So stop callin' him
I had enough of these pretty punk emcee
DJ duos
Pseudo-boy bands holdin' hands in public
Your candy-coated condom-flavored karaoke
Cover songs are no longer accepted so I
Suggest you exit back back on a mission to
Corrupt human brain waves
Unconcerned with circumstantial turbulence
We learn to aim straight
With every endin' there comes a new beginnin'
Listen we got to clue you in
On just what you've been missin'
Come up on the mic a little bit)
Check, check check (a'ight)
Ayo, yo yeah bring in them
Keys real quick though
You know what I'm talkin about, yeeah
Eyedea and Abilities in the house
Two-thousand and three
Bringin' you that DJmcjust some
Good hip hop music
Yo, you ready to get into this? (yeah)
Well drop that beat then
Ladies and Gentlemen (EA, EA)
Ladies and Gentlemen (EA)
We bringin' it back to basics
Situated under the basement
The nation is guaranteed to hit the pavement
You slept now you're bobbin' your head
So hard your left with a
Permanent injury to your neck
The turn of the century's way behind
We raped the time and she gave birth
To the First Born drafted this design
What? You thought our second record
Wouldn't be live? Suprise!
Why'd it take you so long
Realize only the strong survive?
Without the need for compromise
No one's above us, in context
Your whole genre's elevator music
Playin' on the way up to where my songs sit
You sold a lot of records
But I got a question
How many endin' up back in the
Used section all of 'em
Yeah Abilities' beats bang
But he ain't makin' nothin' for you
So stop callin' him
I had enough of these pretty punk emcee
DJ duos
Pseudo-boy bands holdin' hands in public
Your candy-coated condom-flavored karaoke
Cover songs are no longer accepted so I
Suggest you exit back back on a mission to
Corrupt human brain waves
Unconcerned with circumstantial turbulence
We learn to aim straight
With every endin' there comes a new beginnin'
Listen we got to clue you in
On just what you've been missin'