Random - RandomBeagle Prologue lyrics

[Intro] What it ISSS! You are hearing the Random mixtape My kicks make sticks break I haven't tried the bricks mate I nailed this in six takes I catch tails, cast spells and rap WELL MySpace dot com slash Fatty Goodness LOL - go there ("YAYYYYYYYY~!") [Random] Yeah, yeah You're now rollin with the ultimate, hip-hop culturist Takin over the airwaves with pure explosiveness Guaranteed to get you open off the sound Get down, to the hottest radio show in the town Now - you can jog with us, put us up in your whip and ride with us Sit tight for about 45 minutes To the livest, the cla**ic jams Big Ran (DN3) and that's my man Or bang this while you sittin in a traffic jam On your way to your J.O., fresh and not a day old Shine like Day Glo, AM to the PM Figured I can't join 'em so we might as well beat 'em [DN3] We the cats the mainstream refused, so ain't it typical They got you strung out on the garbage they made you listen to The Rhyme Radio contaminate the airwaves 'Bout time for some dope music gettin airplay The RandomBeagle, don't mess with them sad cowards Head gon' nod for at least a half an hour I hear you sayin that these boys are sick All you gotta do is listen then you down with the clique DN3 got the mixes that'll sound absurd And Random got beats and he ill with the words So on behalf of the rest of the Rhyme You made the best choice on how you cats invested your time