Masta Ace - Eastbound lyrics

From the east.. (fades)x3 I boom and I bash and I bash and I boom (uh huh) I come 40 deep when I enter the room (uh huh) With the boom boom digga wanna zoom zoom (uh huh) Watch how we creep and sweep like a broom (yeah) Cause this is the sound of the mighty INC Makin history n**ies wanna be like we I roll wit LD and Paula with the P Can't forget Lashea (yea) juice to the trey (yea) 23 years old sista with the soul Everybody's born to roll and and gettin swoll Im gonna break it down for my n**ies over there So peep the process and not the one in ya hair Ya know it over till its over Ya know it over till its over Ya know it over till its over So bust this: Mics get damaged Like jean suits when i get loose And jack roots for samples that make me wanna trample Maim, mutilate, dismember, dismantle Whats my handle, Digga from the bush And please dont push, im on the egde Look at what took many years for hell to cook Im comin for you, so you better read ya good book from front to back cause when i attack you be lying on the ground with ya f**in head cracked Ya shoulda stopped rollin dice Brothas know im nice, i been that way for life Catch wreck at the show and then on yo wife so n***as look out here we come its the INC y'all dont really want none My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down) I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down) My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down) I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down) Break it down baby brotha Break it down baby brotha Break it down baby brotha Break it down Check it out: You got a look on ya face like ya wanna take mine Whatever ya feel, whenever ya feel fine Everybody's mentality around me Is the epitome of wanna be a G But wake up get up clear the funk from yo eyes recognize the INC is on the rise B ba** bombin all the way to savanna Straight from Medina not white like Vanna Black and as a matter of fact yo bust that um, digga wit the um, bigga boom then you got that with tha mad snap hat to get ill can ya feel the sk** from the woofa grill of your coupe deville I know ya can and if ya can then cool aint nothin like the b ba** boom It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant f** with me It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant f** with me My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down) I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down) My tanks on full and im headed east bound (get down get down) I got the bump in the trunk and my sounds underground (get down get down) Who is the crew comin thru with the A-C-E The I-N-C Who is the crew comin thru with the rough stylin The I-N-C Who is the crew with the Brooklyn mentality The I-N-C Who is the crew to break it down with the 1-2-3 The I-N-C Break it down x 7 Check it out: it's the individual residual visual get dissed if ya step to this dont miss when ya aim to maintain and feel no pain tell me can you stand the rain on yo brain chain reaction I see the n**ies and the hotties with they bodies complete with satisfatcion so when you see the Ace comin thru wit da crew this is how we do (right) It's the I to the N to the C, Ya cant f** with me x4