Black Thought - Rock You lyrics

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Black Thought - Rock You lyrics

[Produced by DJ Scratch; Co-Produced by The Grand Wizzards] [Hook] Rock you {*repeat 6X*} Come on {*repeat 2X*} Aiyyo y'all rappers less played, what I'm about to say Will probably hit y'all n***as in a real strange way Shmucks, ducks and half hearted prankster crews Willie dank Langston Hughes, put shanks in crews I debut to make the news and I've been k**ing it since Still in the trench, buzzin off the chillest suspense I want my n***as out that barbwire still in the fence Verbal a**a**in I'm a k**er still in a sense Rhymes is graphic Aimin straight at your minds and blast that weak sh** The pieces and particles of fragments Mad vocabulist, yes I must confess I'm like Diddy tryin to sink a slug in Elliots chest Just taste on that it's Black you can tell he a vet You never knew that fate cut you until your belly was wet New Delian cat the Fraggle Rock skully is split It's Black coming, you can tell it's a hit Comin to drop you n***a [Hook] We will Rock you {*repeat 6X*} Yo yall savages is primitive, I'm true penmanship Here come the neuro-linguistic rap hypnotist Making sound waves, prisoners outta the listeners Legendary magnificent dope distributors Man, I remain miles ahead of the game Slang play off the meter cause it's never the same n***as tell me how they never comin better than plain They love what I say, here come the rebel breaking the frame And the charts too, my earning bars arts is martial I'm comin to off you, I ain't tryin to argue When you least expect it I'm gonna step out the darkroom Pull out the hardware tools the particles will spark you My n***as wraps give a slice, I spit nice f**ing around this twice as much as rhythm is rolling a dice To choose one the noose or the gun Cause you're getting banged or hanged, Thought second to none n***a [Hook] Yo check it out whether you ballin or just on the Wall and groovin groovin We've come to get it kickin and get the movement movin For Tracey and Tamika and for Shelly and Susan Styles make you wonder what the hell he was usin Remember your development with melanin music Spit so many spears it's becoming a nuisance to some But to whoever want to know who the truth is You never heard another on the mic as ruthless I drink a little liquor a lot of water and juices It make money ain't no need for makin excuses Burn you f**in with a South Philly exclusive Them long dick n***as with real short fuses that go off Chick likes Riq, you such a show off You cut your locks down to a fro than cut your fro off I been at your show there ain't no way to cut your flow off You got to be the illest emcee that people know of word I will rock you {*repeat 2X*} [Hook]