Kris Kross - Live and Die for Hip Hop (DJ Clark Kent mix) lyrics

Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews 1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2 1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2 I devoted my whole life to rockin' mics gettin crowds lifted put my pants on backwards caus' I wanted to be.... different I keeps'em with a crease tom peeps burn to nucci, house full of hunnies sportin' gucci, cuttin' coochie I'm the man girlfriend, luxury I swim macadocious to the most brown s** and slim, state of uptrends, known for making divedends and millions my people jump, jump, jump, jump Who chose to be the next n***a to step get deleted by d**h undefeated ain't no thang to put that body to rest chest filled with smoke yokin' n***as up by the collar. Follow me cuz my dollars makin' more cents than common Robbin' you for your money and your diamonds endangerin' your species More like a woman than the bee gees No remorse steady smokin' plenty gra** let it go and let Da Brat commence to be the baddest hoe Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews Nothin' but a C big party (twelve until) see I'm the daddy of the mack and at the top of world I chill keep real, my feela' work consists of that (a thuggish a** n***as sayin' way to keep'em pissed) my life I wouldn't tread it, to me it's nothin' better, wakin' up when I wanna sportin' Jay-boogie leather Autographs (bubble baths) five star hotels, rollin' wit' a clicc supa' thick and everybody gettin' well Take off the safety face me gun powder chowder for real, the last n***a figga to ever make it off the hill with steel, rhymes rock like Cope the smoke and I'm in effect with a tech that got a infa-red scope Smackin' those actin', tough as Tinactin, fall up in your hood increase your brain with the mack 10, stacked N's seventeen's on the benz and burn up on my thigh in case these n***as won die Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews Well n***a roll me a mic and let me smoke it til' I'm high if you ever seen me rock than you know that I- live and die for the things I do slang I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews Oooooooooooohhhhhhhh........ Someone tell me......... we got it goin' on...... I'm tellin' y'all (it's that SoSo Def) I want you to feel me, my whole thang is to get inside your body, I run game like my name was John Gaddy, hittin' hookshots like Vlade and n***as around my way call me little Liberace A lady lover like no other and I be lethal with my weapon so they call me Danny Glover now who keep it hot? (We Do.) See So So def ain't nothin' but a fool a** crew