Random (Mega Ran) - Ringman (Pts. 1, 2, and 3) lyrics

[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