Looptroop - Musical Stampede Lyrics
"ChorusWhatever I say over the beat it's a hit cus it's hot./ However I sound better believe that it's hip to the hop./ However you feel all my peops just lick off a shot./ Whatever you do Embee make sure the shit don't stopIt's murder on the dance floor. Call the paramedics!/Right now, or you won't live to regret it./Outline the whole crowd in chalk when I spit talk./Slidin' through all the blood like a crip walk./Yeah, a lame ass metaphor,/but say it better or shut the ***** up,/cus like my man said: It's all about who kicks the lamest shit,/and gets away with it. Fool./In this rap I'm all about havin' some fun with it,/and burn till there's no return like capital punishment./Promoe - on your FM dial,/with Looptroop - mother effin' styles./From Sweden. Bleedin' all over the cut./Female emcees I spread semen all over your butt,/male emcees I knock out screamin' over you: What?/You must be dreamin' thinkin' you can *****/with the Promoe - ahead of all heads,/the Promoe - a dread among bald heads./With more hair and beard than you bargained for./Don't f around cus my squad is raw./It's Looptroop - the click is full proof./Looptroop - too thick to shoot through./Bullets bouncin' off the boulevard to the beat./With my heart to the street man I'm hard to defeat./Without Embee you ain't *****in' with me./Without 10 G's you ain't *****in' with him./Without him - no hits - you ain't makin' a *****in' cent,/so *****in' with us don't make no mother*****in' sense mother*****er!ChorusThis goes out to all of those who been oppressed for too long/and don't know where they belong./This goes out to all my people who had enough/of the chains and handcuffs./ (x2)Alright we're smaller than you but we're more than you,/so we move faster, eat you whole before you shoot yo./No time to gaze, bun them evil acts they do./They know my face so run before they catch you too./You don't want that, trust me, I've been to hell and back/but if you get caught remember to tell them that/this music don't back for nobody, retreat for nothin'/cus it's the pulse of all the people strugglin'/The lifeline for the hopeless, the eyes of the blind,/the underworld communication of our time/so rise and shine, they can't eliminate the messages./Even if they kill us can't get us cusChorusEmbee did it again! - Haters no like/but they gotta bounce to it cus the show's so tight/Turn up the volume 'til the beat make the vinyl skip!/No funny binniz, I repeat, we ain`t signing shit!/Schlooks stay young and angry, horny, hungry, drunk and high/sex junkies now.. /But I, don't want no medecine, want you to let me in/mamita call him, tell him that you found a better friend!/Your moms recommend, - You stay away from them!/But I don't blame you for kickin it with the champion./From the dragons den - Waxkabinetten!/Spit fire at your management and tying up your president./I represent DVSG'z, cop any previous release,/and recognize game, we feeding the streets/that musical stampede, follow my lead,/put your fist up in the air, and let em know who we be!Chorus"
