Back in the days, see you never had the timeto come to my house, and let me tell you that I rhymeYou always made excuses, such as"I'm sleepin right now, call me back," no nevermindCause you and your friends are very hard to findLisa, Pamela, Angela, ReneeThe girls who shoplift, and steal everydayLookin for Benz's, food and a hamburgerJust to connive and rob a brother for cheeseThat ain't right girl, in your fantasy worldI call you once - you never dialed backTwice - you never dialed backSaturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Traintalkin to Don CorneliusSaturday night, my phone ringsSaturday night, I won't answerSaturday night, my phone rings againSaturday night, I don't answerFinally, I cold screened the call - hello?"Hello? Hey Keith, it's me baby. I miss you!Where you been at all this time? Whatchu been doin?Hey you think we can hang out tonight?Y'know, we really gotta talk.You still workin in the grocery store?" Please!{*Keith hangs up phone*} Stop jockin me girl
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Typical situation of jockin
First you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin about jockin somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you will get dissed
Peace out
"stop jockin me" is the best song on the album.
peace out
The place is packed, with Johnny Wa and Rayvon
Lovely ladies smellin sweet, with a lot of Avon
Jazzy Jay by my side, Charlie Chase behind me
Flash and Theodore, super cuts that blind me
"Catch a Groove" is the rhythm, spinnin back and forth
From the East and the Valley, swingin back up North
towards the South Bronx, Euceda Park and Webster
The speakers are pumpin, power bass is thumpin
with the Ultramega amp, keepin pep up, jumpin
From side to side, the double meters'll peak
They had some good MC's, a lot of them, they was weak
They no style with no metaphor, no voice to speak
Melle Mel had the best rhymes, rankin with Caz
Kool Moe tried to get down, but I made him sit down
with that metaphor quickness, you bite and you bit this
Stop and go turn, see the flame and go burn
to ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Seven years later toy you still crusty crust
Your old rhymes are rust, very dirty and dusty
And under your arms you're kickin power and musty
Get out of my way, and let the rhythm path roll
Let me run up the charts, freak a rhyme turn gold
while you're listenin, I throw a buzz in your ear
Bust the facts!
Cats werent praisin it it either. I always felt it. Kool Keith came the fusk off lyrically on this.
U damn sure are. Id like to hear ur critique on why?
Just like the beats on "Funk Your Head Up" better. "Critical Beatdown" was getting no run from the folks who would put me on to rap at the time as well so I really didn't hear anything but the singles at the time it came out.. I got clowned a lot for wanting to play "Funk Your Head Up" around my friends back then. Shit just wasn't really popular in Seattle. At that time for me MC Pooh> Ultra. lol
Fuckin wit Dank > Fuckin wit Base