Optimus Rhyme - Ford Vs. Chevy (live) lyrics

Wa**up, it's the Optimus No stoppin' us Positronic pathways...connected Alignment...Autobeat Lalalalala, la laa, la la la la laaaa (X2) Lalalalala Chorus: It's the same old song Digging in the same record bin, hit the same bong Living in the same city Yes on the same sidewalk With some played out game, and some played out talk Lalalalala Man I'm just sick of these dudes Always walkin' round like you're in a bad mood Bringing everybody down with your whack attitude With some messed up style, and a stressed-out groove Pull your seat back, allow this abstract poet to read back Those fat raps on that fat track to get your feedback My backpack is stacked to the max with phat rhymes- Now headlining: English and Optimus Rhyme! -- and Simple minds commit suicide when I step in the joint Jump on stage, grab the mic, people start to point Staring at this: the craziest hip-hop lyricist Rappers from New York to Los Angeles are all gettin' diss'd I'm still at it, after mathematics Putting Seattle up on my map, battling static Making local hip-hop a habit Let me see that Boom Bap CD, hey AHP? [What, you don't have it?] A young man on a solo tip without a band and I'm Spitting speech you can barely understand now I'm Touring across the land in front of fans Forget that, yo, this is my life, guess again... (Chorus) Hey yo I'm through with meaning I write graffiti on the ceiling It reads open up and die, open up and die But I don't heed my advice When I'm opening up my life I should have thought twice Giving up 24 hours for a fight A little bit like this You being dissed, your head caught like a snitch I know nobody's perfect See I speak my mind, it saves time It eliminates confusion It keeps you on the same page that I'm moving It comes to the point, [it's F.Y.I] Just lettin' you know where I stand, it's easy to decide You can be my ally, or be on the other side It really doesn't matter, I don't confuse my pride With the feelings of the people who can't hang around Won't stand for nothin' I'm not the type to stand out in the crowd I'll keep a loud mouth but a low profile It's unsettling the way these rappers bring these flows I hate those, copycat clones, and these shows That they call hip-hop, not, it's all jealousy Instead of trying to move the crowd, they criticize me Your attitude is nothing, I've got something For you fat rap cats who think the Optimus is bluffing You got a problem -- say something! -- grab a mic And let flows be the definitive factor for this fight Yo I could spend my whole life puttin' pen to the paper It don't change real life in the vapor Might be the way for people to be safer I keep the caper object unsolved Twenty-seven certified laws circumnavigate Just revolve, you think the ball's gonna And begin a bit thick, I just downshift To the ground, look around, you're in the basement