[Spoken]
Yeah yeah. This should ring a bell
Uh. Random Beats. Uh. Uh. Mega Ran
This project's all fun and games, but uh
Let's get serious
[Part 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you ask "Who produced that?" Move back!
Try to label me Boom Bap, but I remove that
I keep it pimpin' like minks and gators
Hard to get like tickets for the Nicks and Lakers
Jump start hip-hop like defibrillators
Or a school yard bully: what an instigator
Yes, man, never stress, man, nah
Shock like Elecman, make it bounce like a amateur check scam
I'm Dr. Who
Does the impossible, improbable--
Who do it like I could do?
Amputate, you can't ambulate!
We're like distant cousins: you can't relate
Basket case, I crash the place
It's not that I don't want to--
But I just can't be fake!
I tear 'em in twos, want me to fail? I refuse!
Eighties baby making music with the spirit of blues
Doubt my art? Rappers get impaled with darts
MegaRan's got more beats than a healthy heart
Y'all can tell he a vet. Ring the alarm
Cause Big Ran is the bomb sorta like a terrorist threat!
Yo step to the back, none testin' it...
[Spoken]
No, wait. I'ma just do this joint
Over. Uhm-- I'ma start from the top
I can get this right. Okay
[Part 2]
Yeah!
Lord have mercy
Step to the back
None testing the cat
Blessin' the track
It's a fact
You ain't messing with that
Uhm, don't bother coming for less than a stack
Need that gaup, young boy, come better than that
From PHI to PHX, coast-to-coast
They talking, but we ain't stressed
It's
Easy money when we smash-and-grab
Yeah, shout to Doug Funny, no laughin' matter!
We
Think alike cause we great minds
Shorties movin' they waistlines
To tunes up and down baselines
Go to the club, I'm never on the list
But the Mega Buster keep me kinda heavy on the wrist
No j**els, no bodyguards
No furs, no twenty-man entourage
I just do what I love
And love what I do
We're the truth
So here's what I need you to do:
Just dance!
[Sung]
Baila baila que ???
Baila baila que la noche es la vida
Come on, come on, dance like ain't nobody watchin'
Live like failure ain't an option
Nope! We ain't stoppin'
Got to keep it poppin'
Front to the back
If you with me holla back like that (like that!)
Dance like ain't nobody watchin'
Live like failure ain't an option
Nope! We ain't stoppin'
Got to keep it poppin'
Front to the back
If you with me holla back like that (like that!)
[Sung]
Baila baila que ???
Baila baila que la noche es la vida
[Spoken]
Alright, STOP!
I got it now
Richie, throw that joint on you was playin' the other day
Here we go
[Part 3]
BLING BLING!
Shine like a diamond in the rough
Put the mics down, leave the rhyming to us
Linin' 'em up, sorta like a barbershop
Come off the top but still I'm hard to stop
Rocking to the break of dawn the PM to the AM
And if anybody steppin' in the way I'ma slay 'em
I'm a different path walker, pissin' Ash off:
Thinkin' I ain't nice? You sniffing bath salts! (braaains)
Zombie fool, my brothers got game just like ??? do
Writer's Guild, y'all know how we do
Be rad like I wanna be in Malibu
Most Wanted but ironically, most don't want it
Want it, that's why your flow's still stunted
Cool, do your thing man, try to bring fans (friends? France?)
Wanna book Ran? Give me a ring, man