#Party people Party people...#
I got souls of blackness
And brothers can't stand it
A new improved hittin' mad moves
Three times smoother than average
I don't go ill like the ones
that act savage
My criteria delete the weak crews
Don't test with that mess
I'll have you crew singin' the blues Or
you'll be stuck like you was in the bayous
I be hittin' harder than beat in
jeeps You better peep. My style's complete,
so don't sleep It's the slick black
Nubian from around the way
Watch time pass while
I shoot rhymes an' blast
lyrical concepts Pay
attention like class
suckers Come up Miscellaneous and live
but anyway V-Luv will make the crowd say
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I brings the soul from the
circle to the center
My people feel the flavor
from the chi before they enter
Oriental my essential in my Buddhist temple
I take it to your cipher wit No.2 pencil
Me I'm into being like No.1 Korean
I represent the soul and
every yellow human being
Tiger JK, capital 'T.I.'
I gets up on the stage
and all my rhymes are mad fly
If you're not understanding
then just check another angle
I mangle up MCs like in Boston
I'm gonna strangle
But you from the comer'cuz
your aura like depressin'
So what's the problems or haps,
paps? Can't you see my rap slaps?
Any MCs to be the
one to make it snap-back
Bring it from the stomach
overcoming of the evil
This one's dedicated to
all the party people
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You feel the vibe from the
bottom of the barrel
My homies catch attention
when they wear their fly apparrel
Difficultly minimmalty when
I'm on your level
I take your mountain
slowly to the size of a pebble
When I'm on the mic,
I brings applause to the scene
Enemy retreat defeat when
I'm in between
You and your lyrcs' cuz
your rhymes are like booty
I'll bring it to your strange
To all the people in the party
hold yourself with restraint
You try to catch the teeling but
you can't imaginate I'm rollin' up my
sleeves everytime I want to flex it
The crowd is still cheerin' fearin'
that I'll hit the exit
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