Boogiemonsters - God Sound (instrumental) lyrics

( VERSE 1: Mondo ) Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September It was '93 when we got signed, music was destiny We'd flee the spot to Unique and made a hop with fat beats And soon ("Bi-ni-ni") the greatest summer jam hit the streets I was strapped with Nike Airs and Vex came through the door Had heads boppin a lot when the joint hit the floor Hit Canada to Florida, L.A. to the East We had heads in Japan shoutin "mark of the beast!" Now check the deuce release, we tell it like it is From grown mens to kids, lettin em know that God lives What up, dog, ha, the beast about to flip? This world ain't gettin no better unless we don't strive for it ( CHORUS: Vex ) So come in, and welcome to a humble abode Boogiemonsters, fat beats and rhymes is the mode Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road It's time to get on down With that God Sound (2x) ( VERSE 2: Vex ) Yo, I was born in Alaska, transported to Virginia Afar from the true origin of the north star A small child, my father makin moves through military Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary Never let a brother fall into his mode But everywhere I go it starts another episode Dig it, it takes a real strong brain to remain In the places I've been, worlds's a waste, in sin I saw choppers and gats, missiles and maps Life of an army brat just pressured my rap But everywhere I go, from yesterday to tomorrow People cause episodes when we need to k** the drama Word ( CHORUS: Mondo ) (2x) ( Mondo ) Yes y'all, movin to the beat You can settle down or just have a seat God Sound is in your area, it's keepin up your block It got MC's jumpin out them shoes and socks Now clear-headed is my method, press rewind when I speak I don't need weed to help me think, relax, write rhymes and do beats ( Vex ) Now in a three-line design I gotta break down this ep' I'm steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night Like "Why you shoot our cousin?", lookin ready to fight I'm like "What?" then plow, before I know what I saw The biggest one, 200 pounds, stood me dead in the jaw But my man Ronnie Myers had the weapons on load And quickly ended yet another ill episode ( Mondo ) Have you ever seen those videos with the naked big booty girls And the MC be rhymin And you be like, "Yo, that joint is ill!" But chill, when a rapper think he's slick, he can't rhyme a lick So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of sk** But chill, there's another category of MC's And it's imperative that I hit em, cause I'm sick of em With the el in one hand, and the other be packin steel Y'all so fake it's dangerous, sayin "I'm just tryin to keep it real" ( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x) ( Vex ) Day in and day out I hear heads talk yang Out the side of they neck with a whole bunch of slang But it don't change a thing, gunshots still ring Invited just to fly over, peep the lessons we show ya Never sweat what's goin on behind your back over your shoulder It's just another road to the next episode Ha-ha Knawmean? So just chill ( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x) Straight for 2000 Troy Hightower In the place to be BM's international And you don't stop It won't stop And it don't stop