Print

(Baby) (Get down) [ VERSE 1 ] The truth will set you free, let you see the light You don't need to watch TV tonight And stop talkin while I'm speakin or start walkin Coke you're smokin got you gaggin and coughin It's a beacon of light that I present Illuminatin the mic with common sense I profile the style of the Chill one Now close your eyes, son, cause I'm the rising sun Back up, don't sweat me, let me earn my pay People fiendin for funky tracks we lay Need I say I built my rep on The fact when others turned back I kept on Rhymin, climbin, the timin, the fist fighter All you crumb snatchers, I'm here to diss biters I don't trust you any further than I can throw you You have any doubts? Look, let me show you [ VERSE 2 ] What type of thing are you into? These rhymes I'm bringin you Are sort of like slingin you, I'll tell you a thing or two I see what's in front of me, the G is no want to-be I hope you know this ain't as hype as it's gonna be Letras de cancionesI know I'm original, the G is no criminal Never switchin position cause the condition is terminal I do what I gotta do like a brother's supposed to I'm livin my life right like I took an oath to I'm pushin my way through, I won't let you slow me down Chill is a prefix, Rob is a proper noun G is for greatness, I don't want to debate this The way that I'm risin I appear to be weightless I may sound crazy, this might look easy Suckers don't faze me, crabs don't skeeze me You want to know the time, then bust a rhyme Here's my favorite line - let me show you [ VERSE 3 ] I hear a lot of rappers who seem to lackluster Execute your rhyme with all the force that you can muster Just a hint, as I sprint toward my own goal Rob is chill, got skill and get stone-cold But I'm a free thinker, I'll tinker with your brain game More when I put you on board my thought train All aboard, you can all applaud, and Lord Have pity on a fake or flake or fraud Think you're cool? What a fool we take you for Wastin time on rhymes that make you snore Puttin yourself to sleep is ridiculous To shake you up, wake you up, we kick you this Seems like you get up and go, got up and left Now just watchin me you're all out of breath Sit down, relax yourself, don't tax yourself Here's a pretty good question to ask yourself Am I lackin, how am I livin, am I givin all I got? If not, let me show you From Letras Mania