Rick Banks - Hello, Hi! lyrics

[Hook (2x): Sterling Duns] Hello...Hi...Hey you...Hey me (3x) I been thinking 'bout ripping these beats daily lately [Verse 1: Sterling Duns] Sterling D, that's me, see My crew's on the brink of history And these haters can't get rid of me Cause we too fresh like Listerine I'm awkward that's no mystery Married to the music, can I just kiss her please? And if we break up, well you no what? I'll always have my memories That's beautiful, that's beautiful Well aww ain't that cute If you're trapped in a cubicle, yo turn this up And it might get you loose I've been grinding for a long while It's been long enough, it's time for that jump And if it fails, oh well I'm a be a stunt double for the New York Knicks Iman Shump High top fade, low top boats My team whack? Must be a joke My team cool, naw we cold Sickly flow, blow my nose Achoo!! Sorry excuse woah wee, that was gross Who's next to the mic to spit? Are you also sick? Silly me, but of course [Verse 2: Rick Banks] Woooooo I feel like a million bucks Timberlake got his Suit & Tie Got my tux And no it ain't a rental In fact it's fundamental Cla**iness is in my genes Shout out Gregor Mendel Rap game Grendel The way I spit fire Number one draft pick Mark Aguirre But wait he retired So now I'm Blake Griffin Don't jump cause you might get christened Split your wig like Kristen I know you hear me but will you just listen? So before I set sail I'm a write it down in braille So a blind man can feel my vision Go from the gut, no revision Cause I can't stand indecision Just stick with your volition No subtraction or addition So with that said, here's the mission I'm your neighborhood mortician Cause I'm k**ing opposition and suspicion With this composition No competition My apparition was the fruition of my premonition for recognition Need no permission Conquered your munition with precision A magician tactician Your position should be straight submission No intermission My erudition is my transmission This exhibition of repetition is the definition of transition From musician to a technician or theoretician Just peep the juxtaposition of your presupposition And the lesson that's been given No need for tuition It's charity I give it cause I'm Christian And I hope some clarity comes from my wisdom [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Leo DaVinci] Tear the game up and then I'll leave ‘em all behind Walking Dead flow k** this beat and bring it alive Hardwork the new edition so you better subscribe You just caught a machine in his Optimus Prime We run the show Flow cold like fro-yo Charmander rhymes Spitting fire when go blow Whack bols so Bozo Bunches of clowns We straighten them out like Jill Scott's Afro My bro's flow is no joke Full house on this track Like the last name Stamos Turn it up as you drive slow This is what happens when you unchain your main man like Django This the new school I'm the pied piper k** beats with dangerous minds No Michelle Pfeifer Got this game on lock Like we sent it to Rikers Guess you could say the crew is fresher Than some new Nikes Or some new socks Human torch I stay hot Bruce Banner incredible Steadily making jaws drop Plot takeovers of the top spot Smoke these bols like a crock pot My crew keep grinding just to rise higher Than Kid's flat top If you snoozing you losing So we keep working the movement Don't let a nuisance undue us This Bueller flow is the coolest Cold like Cuba's worst movie Dreaming of cream and Aruba If hip-hop's a risky business Then best believe that I'm Tom Cruising I'm going in like I'm here to stay I'm the new fresh prince, where's Hillary? Dude we keep grinding each and every day Cause we're done balling out the Penny Hardaway It's about that time; it's about our day Got my entourage, Adrian Grenier Flow so cold like North Pole terrain Man we about to blow up like a loose grenade [Verse 4: SDeez] We in the tourney, you ain't even make the NIT We M.I.B., matter of fact, we M.A.B. double A, W.D Men: all black and a white dude And we bout to add some more, just for spice and some attitude And my flow will never tire Iif it does I'll just keep dogging it Ironman stamina, I be Tony Starkin' it I'm a beast just call me wookie I just do it, like it's nookie I mean Nike, don't excite me If you beefing then just fight me Please don't hate me, just don't like me You know me if you know me If you don't I still ain't lonely Got some brews, some beats, some homies Just a few cause people phony Why you on me? We ain't cool I shake fools and make moves I'm raised up, you lame dude They said they'd let us in the game if they could But I see plenty of room, like Rose had on that wood They can't drown us out and we way too cold to freeze My crew's the next to blow, like the wind, feel the breeze Man I got hot bars, like a prison in the summer But my flow's Stone Cold, right kick, get stunnered We bout to take over like beasts, no hunters On the track, get back, get lapped, we runners