Del The Funky Homosapien - Don't Forget The Ba** lyrics

(Verse 1) I'm ready for action, packing provisions of visions Verbally, every word will be enhanced With the ba** that'll put you in a trance Some dance, come take a chance Del won't do you wrong I've been in the rap game too long to falter I rock like Gibraltar Make you kneel to the bu*t like an altar We move to prove that this is improved, when you're at-water Caught em with vibration that soothes your back like ma**ages Before you can park your car in garages It'll be just for riders, listening to 'ROCK THE BELLS' You can barely hear the vocals Mixing is important, getting the public into chokeholds Hip hop h*mo's will do well to know this It ain't about who's the dopest It's who gets the fan's focus upon you when they feel what the song do I think I'm onto something, when I got my sh** pumping I remember, when they were satisfied with just lyrics now, if the music 's flat I can barely stand to hear it and my rhymes are impeccable and you can't dissect my flow With music sounding like it's out of tin cans Just wretch the whole vibe and stride for perfection Why you think they call this a profession? Hey (Chorus: repeat 2X) Can't forget the ba**, the bottom got em crawling to the wall man We got ca**ettes, CD's and LP's DJ's for days, whatever you do Give it your all, cause that's what pays (Verse 2) I just love when I can hear the bump pleading to the walls In the halls, coming from the record stores in the malls A beat with walls I like that it bites back and strikes back At n***az who are wack, cuz Back in the day when hip hop was just developing It was back in the day we should be relishing in experience All you newcomers better be leery cause hieroglyphics got the bump And it ain't mysterious (Chorus) (Verse 3) This don't apply to the n***az who salved And fell out of their fan base Trying to chase the big bucks It s**s, I know, when your heroes wanna appear to hos Supermacho! And watch the whole role and image of a mic champion To the fan base it simply can't be done Cuz they're your folks when you don't get the pop sh** They know you got the top sh** and in ain't only for profit But since we on the topic, let me drop it We need to stop this segregation of hip hop Talking 'bout f** the east coast, and f** the west He's sold out, cause someone either sings or toast in the chorus What is real hip hop then? Only the sh** you listen to, Everything else pretending? I'm sending a message to my fan base f** this is hip hop and this is rap, it came from the same place and there's a place for everything including hieroglyphics And we gonna come with it, as long as y'all with it cause the fam base is like a legion For one cause, we want the dope sh** cause the other got flossed??? Now I'm a fan who likes a lot of different things I differentiate with music just to spread my wings I always do my best, that's why the fans love me Not some crime sh**, so I can be bubbly We all got some preferences, that's just how it goes But when you see there's an effort being made, don't turn up your nose Turn up the ba**, race to go and buy it And don't dub it, some of y'all do don't deny it (Chorus)