Kick it
Microphone check one, two got to run
Cause everything's money and son I got none
So I got to put my time in rhyme-in
With my crew kicking down tracks and climbing
Coming at you flowing sideways
Everything's my way
Kicking down rhymes from Friday to Friday
Debunk all the things that I find untrue
Got to make my way back cause
I got you
Time, I think its dead, I know it's dead
So lay down the rhythm and box out the beat
So let me get back to the program
If you don't get it then here comes the diagram
Boxing down beats like a heavyweight fighter
Spitting out rhymes like a Pulitzer writer
Always on top cause I won't ever let down
Blowing down beats like a nuclear meltdown
Do what I can cause I got to get through
And I won't ever come back cause I got you
Can I get that far
Let the time fly and give it up to the volume
With the funkadelic flow so I got you
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Other Songs Lyrics For 'Zebrahead'
All I Need
Alone
Big Shot
Blur
Bootylicious Vinyl
Bootylicious Vinyl
Check
Check
Dear You
Deck The Halls (i Hate Christmas)
E-Generation
Expectations
Falling Apart
Feel The Way
Feel This Way
Fly Daze
Get Back
Go
Hate
Hello Tomorrow
House Is Not My Home
I Am
I'm Money
In My Room
Into You
Jag Off
Jag Off
Jagoff
Let It Ride
Livin' Libido Loco
Move On
Now Or Never
Over the Edge
Playmate Of The Year
Real Me
Rescue Me
Runaway
Someday
Strength
Subract You
Subtract You
Swing
Swing
The Hell That Is My Life
The Real Me
The Real Me
The Setup
Time
Type A
Walk Away
Walk Away
Wannabe
Waste Of Mind
Wasted
What's Going On
What's Going On?
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