Bobby Simmons - 1/2 Bouldin, the Other 1/2 Ince lyrics

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Bobby Simmons - 1/2 Bouldin, the Other 1/2 Ince lyrics

[ Daddy-O of Stetsasonic ] Yo Bret, Sean, Muggs Let's rock this one for the East (Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na) [ Bret E.B. ] Grandmixer Muggs, Bret E. and Sean E.B Your city needs your voice most definitely To keep the party pumpin like the heart of a tiger Grandmixer is the earth, Sean the air, Bret the fire Combination of the elements, we're universal Because we're gettin paid sayin we're commercial But accept the fact that we're a household appliance Muggs adds the scratch, we drop the science Think that I'm lyin? Listen to it in your room You'll notice that it's pumpin with a definite boom And let me tell ya, I'm sure to convince Because it's one half Bouldin y'all, and the other half Ince [ Sean E.B. ] Whip MC's, don't try to criticize Step to me yo, and I will victimize Showin no sympathy, you know what I will be Behold my lyrics yo, and now you pray to me In astonishment, you come and compliment Back to the drawing board yo, cause you're irrelevant Write a rhyme, you're tryin to catch me Climbin the barriers of conquer MC So you make it and return to find I'm still a step ahead so hit the back of the line If we meet again it will be our last bout Strike one, strike two, third strike you're out Your posse roll up, I won't even clinch Cause I'm one half Bouldin and the other half Ince [ Bret E.B. ] Charles Earnest Bouldin, Sandra [middle name] Ince Produced two rhyme creators who been rockin ever since Birth and you know from the time we were born To expect success the minds were strong Raised on Linden, building one, 570 As you already know appartment 7A For all you scroungy s**ers whose minds are dense My father's last name Bouldin, my mother's maiden name Ince [ Bret E.B. ] Last name Bouldin and my first name's Bret Dont' walk on me boy, cause you pose no threat To Bret E.B. speakin words of a prophet Peace is my answer, violence we should stop it Took a trip to Mexicali, threw on my sombrero Kickin it in a '68 Camarro Red and Convertible, cause that's my style Got a girl in every seat, I'm feelin kinda wild Always talkin knowledge with a touch of intellect And every time you hear the voice the name you shall respect So yo, and let me tell you just how I live I gets you in the mood, make you all festive Walk on me boy, nothin to it but to do it Had to think about it? Yo, then pursue it I am the engine and you are the kaboost And if you were a snneak I'd be a mongoose Cause I am the king, Sean is the prince And it's one half Bouldin y'all, and the other half Ince