Little Prince Lyrics - Stadic Shock lyrics

Stadic Shock lyrics (Lyrics)

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Album:Little Prince Lyrics
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I hear the game bout to switch gears
How that be? Its been riding stuck in fifth gear since two O three
See me
Im happier popping in an old school track
And get me a lesson not some children bringing old school back
Dont want to go through that
So
Im straight
Ill wait
Id rather find a pair of my daddys socks
And rub my ankles gainst each other for a static shock
Or maybe take it to the future let me grab a clock...

You know what time it is? Like this here
Lets play a game of get like me
Cause Im feeling like I got this period on lock
And aint fearing no imposter with no ID
Thinking that theyre Pac or the B.I.G.
And they really need to stop cause they just might see
And I dont think that any of them meant for us to emulate or mimic them
Apparently
Its probably me
And I mean gee
I wouldnt want nobody in the following generation on the same stuff I did
That would stop the circle and defeat the purpose enti rely
With a proper invitation to some music thats timeless
A mind full of dungeons and dragons
Here to floss like a monster that brush with a tractor
Whats lately cracking? Yall mind
Im nosy with my neck up in your business like a brontosaurus...

What yall doing
Man? What that be? Why yall hiding all the good music?
Where that be? See me
Im happier popping in an old school track
And get me a lesson not some children bringing old school back
Dont want to go through that
So
Im straight
Ill wait
Id rather find a pair of my daddys socks
And rub my ankles gainst each other for a static shock
Or maybe take it to the future let me grab a clock...

Is there a light in here? No? Im not scared
I just hardly even see my feet
And Im ready to put the stomp on enemies
And it wont mean anything if I cant see their teeth
Duh
Some got the grills with the diamonds
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Yup
And tha tll make it easier to find them
Yup
Thatll make me Indiana Jones
Its on
Now I aint the type or kind to crash a party
But since my music is as funky as a fart from a rooster
Im a laxitate my stomach and put the party with poop
Continue laughing when its plain to see its going to be true
And aint a parking lot filled with U-hauls that could move me
I feel like a cancer patient of the clinic with the cure but got no cash to pay them
Whats cracking and lating
Yall mind
Im nosy with my neck up in your business like a brontosaurus...

What yall doing
Man? What that be? Why yall hiding all the good music? Where that be? See me
Im happier popping in an old school track
And get me a lesson not some children bringing old school back
Dont want to go through that
So
Im straight
Ill wait
Id rather find a pair of my daddys socks
And rub my ankles gainst each other for a static shock
Or maybe take it to the future let me grab a clock...

You know what time it is? Right this year
Im a make the game revolve around me
And I bet I put a stop to the snapping
And its not really happening cause everybodys on the same beat
The same little step and the same little snap
I aint no professor
But that aint rap
Is it? I was living under rocks and probably born yesterday
Its stupid to say its stupid
Shawty
I dont know what else to say: Oh well
Im gelling
You gelling
A fee fie foe fum
Then I found a felon when Peter piper got plucked picking pickled peppers
And Susie sold sinning by the shore and called it Sea Shells. Oh well
I tell ya
If rapping was a death row inmate
Id bail her
Gain attention when you try to ignore me
But my necks still in your business like a brontosaurus...

[Chorus: Ride Out]