C'mon, yeah. 2000. This song is dedicated to all the real MC's. You know who ya'll is. Yeah. So that's why I got to back. Back into time when niggas could really rhyme. You know back in the day when we rhyme.
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I got to take you back into time, time, time when niggas could really rhyme/ Hey yo' I got take you back into time when niggas could really rhyme (C'mon yeah... ThugLine)
Asu
Hey yo' ThugLine official whistle blowin' grissle showin' you say they can't fuck with the radar once the missle flown/ Hit's direct, my spirits connect/ I love when I gets direct, not mobile but with the vocal/ Whatever nigga/ Lungs, Ones, and Guns/ However it's supposed to get, it's gon' get like that for funds/ And funds would it be runnin' into me and I'm a tackle you like ho's in a drunk drivers car, all ya'll is mac-able/ Cause drinkin' and drivin' is like thinkin' and divin' into a waterless pool, I outta just "Ooh" whatever/ Not cause I can cauze I will, trust and fill as I discuss with skill and turn my bust to build/ I get deeper than deep, put the Grim Reaper to sleep in a dream about givin' life instead of takin' my peeps/ The brain, roll, sleeps alert/ Keep the Reaper from tryin' to hurt and all drama will divert...
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Asu
(C'mon c'mon) They be riled screamin' we out lets try tomorrow/ You should know it ain't none of them just like it ain't no borrow/ Only thing of mine you can hold is my coffin spot/ Lettin' niggas slide don't happen that often I truthfully, you for me, nigga you answer that/ Everybody screamin' "The Bricks" cause they know what chance they had, hmm/ Now that's some neighberhood shit/ The label could get deadly from the medoly they steadily spit/ Heavily equipt cause somebody got to fall/ Just cause you got a crossover don't mean you could really raw/ If you got a shot, will you take a shot? and will you make a shit? Nigga, real is real and fake is not/ you know what I tell a girl, you with it? Down/ I hit her then I split/ And what you fuckin' with? there ain't no protection/ Everybody wanna be down but that's the wrong direction (What? Uh, uh)
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Asu
The first two verses I was playin'/ While you nursin' your wounds from the verbal slayin' I know you on your knees playin'/ I don't ever focus my attention cause if you mention me, the mentions of triple Mc's is tripled permanently/ Learn it for free cause the next time might cost you more than you can afford/ But by then we lost you/ That ass then got casted/ Split up to three; Me, your maker. and your motherfuckin' kid to be/ No frontin' everything I'm statin' I'm backin'/ You niggas ain't packin' shit but suitcases, I shoot aces/ The first to burst gets it worse and then by that time your whole squad is in reverse and the whole reason's ThugLine/ The last to try ya drawn, deadly risk, evidently miss and that's why we reminisce about the niggas who ain't here/ Campaign to clear a picture/ Like I tell a pack of rubbers, I hope you know I'm fuckin' with you
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Recorded for the Asu album Dangerous Language (2000)