DJ Touré - Do You Want It? lyrics

This the one This one here right here [ Hook ] Ah do you want it? (Yeah) Ah do you want it? (Yeah) Ah do you want it? (Yeah) Ah do you want it? (Yeah) Ah do you want it? (Yeah) If you want it, ah get upon it (Alright) [ VERSE 1: Tajai ] Ah yeah, my peoples if you want me, cool Everybody know the T is the joint be comin through With a mossie like Napoleon Bonaparte I'm swoll Y'all n***as that be flowin is all heart, no soul You lack the balance, you couldn't rip it in virtual reality I got a style that's dehumanizing Keeping eyes on swell The demise of your personel That's not surprisin Yo I got live and then my verse impaled your best man Show me that a**, I get in it Sorry, no gimmicks Cause with me the possibilities is limitless I'm too inventive with this English sh** And if ya didn't list this as your favorite You simply didn't listen - closely To the rhymes I kick to my sisters and my brethren Never try to front like I'm a veteran But give respect and then receive, I leave But you feel my presence Cause the ba** drum got resonance [ VERSE 2: Opio ] Check it out, cause you all know me Opio Lindsey, champion MC Internationally n***as be challenging thee Hieroglyphics Imperium, we steerin 'em heat Get-get up out your seat, n***a, you're weak I'd rather spit at a freak And get her under the sheets Instead of configurin speech For n***as to leech on My crew touch the mic Souls of Mischief we be on Point, sure as Casual hit the joint Makin motherf**ers scream and shout You know we turn it out So baby girl with the light brown eyes Let me speak to you a minute and examine them thighs And get wise to the fact That I'm hip to that act Don't try to play that role Let's get real and hit the sack It ain't all like that You know, we keep in contact Let me take control, just relax [ Hook 2x ] [ A-Plus ] I demonstrate the sk**s that n***as need to flow They need to heed a bro But even so I still leave you, though You know I never understood about wack Ain't nothin good about wack It's all sh**, that's what my n***as call it That's all I know and f** the rest Raps'll buck your chest Perhaps your luck is less Black, you flunked the test, yes And you will never pa** I got them hoes sayin, 'A-Plus, you so fresh with yo clever a**' Now y'all MC's'll get ransacked See I'm the man, black, stand back This is what yo plan lack The proper use of flows I can mop a crew of foes You hoes that don't do your own rhymes got to chew the pros? The buddha flows with a sack from the 4 From '93 til we chilled, now we back in the door But now it's gruesome when a crew's dumb So I gotta bruise 'em Hieroglyphics win, never lose 'em [ Phesto ] Here go Phes-Rock Makin ladies just drop Out of conrol from the soul Makin money, don't stop To the fellas never jealous, celebrate the fact Souls of Mischief comin way too fat Just sit back and envelop many You be exhilarated and exhault As I expand my palm to baby in the camasol Not at all was I shocked she was enthralled By my performance I leave 'em in awe without warnin So try to ascertain your a** and brain as I reign Breakin backs and necks over tracks for checks Leavin n***as heartless, discarded By the genuine artist strechin to the farthest Reach in your imagination, n***as catchin a blur I'm like the Mahatma, rhymes come together like clockwork Perfect is the only way to word it Energy exerted It's Souls of Mischief on your circuit Check it out [ Hook 2x ]