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lirik lagu double xx posse - put ya boots on

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[intro]

[verse 1: mc sugar ray]
the pressure is on, so back up or get cold f~cked up
’cause i’m a trooper that shines and you’re a duck
servin’ n~ggas one by one ’til there’s none left
then i’ma take a second just to catch my breath
but when i get back, money grip, things remain the same
the only difference is i got more game
and i’m strapped, stompin’ on a sucker that violate
before you try to wreck, you better put on some weight
’cause i’m like nice on the mic when i demonstrate
a style kickin’ wicked and wild at a swift rate
that’s all that, cook it up and it’s comin’ back
just like a basehead when he’s fiendin’ for crack
i rock rough rhymes, ready made over dope track
with real world rhymes and lay ’em down on wax
for you to recognize i’m not the one to be f~ckin’ with
i’m rollin’ with a posse and my sh~t is legit
no holes bar the black man that’s god
and then i find myself, it’s sugar ray and i’m hard
so put your boots on and tie ’em up real tight
’cause the double xx posse’s in the house

[chorus: warm prince shabazz & double xx posse]
so put your boots on (come on, black)
so put your boots on (come on, come on)
so put your boots on (come on, black)
the double xx posse’s in the house
[verse 2: warm prince shabazz]
i like to shoot to give swift ’cause i ain’t really with the slow cuts
i step to the mic like it’s time to make a donut
and get the job done, warm daddy’s the main one
and shout out, peace and love to my brother lord sun
now it’s time to swing while i run things, things
gettin’ loose on the mic for all the goodness it brings
no need to violate, you know that the style’s great
i build on all positive, destroy and annihilate
people gettin’ rocked up, your girl’s gettin’ knocked up
brother’s gettin’ locked up, yo, i got my props up
i can’t feed into the ways of the ignorant
sucker stole a rhyme, i don’t know where the n~gga went
that’s okay ’cause my rhymes stay fresh
and i’m lyrically equipped, so you best to see the next man
it’s no thing for me to bust a fat chumpy
i just add flavors and everything sounds funky
so put your boots on and tie ’em up real tight
and get your props up or get wrecked on the mic

[chorus: sha born & double xx posse]
so put your boots on (come on, black)
so put your boots on (come on, come on)
come hard, put your boots on (come on, black)
the double xx posse’s in the house
[verse 3: sha born]
just let god body into the party, so i can shine
the lyrics that i manifest is most divine
the lyrics that you manifest is just wack
what you oughta do is build and attract
the air you like plus the honor like and shoot to give swift
line ’em up from left and right so you won’t miss
when you got the crowd frozen at thirty~two below
regain their consciousness back real slow
so deal, keep in the mind the rhyme that you hit ’em with
acknowledge my wisdom before i start droppin’ it
and i make sure from the door it’s perfecto
i hold the mic real tight then i let go
a bomb
havin’ the power to use the twelve jewels of islam
so just keep calm and keep your boots on
’cause the double xx posse’s in the house, word is born

[chorus: bk the original bootsmoker & double xx posse]
so put your boots on (come on, black)
so put your boots on (come on, come on)
so put your boots on (come on, black)
the double xx posse’s in the house

[verse 4: bk the original bootsmoker]
now let me start it, too many mcs they have a problem
they’ll slip, remain on my d~ck just like a condom
’cause i’m untouchable, mcs could never cope
you start, i rip to that heart just like a stethoscope
out of your mind if you think that you’re bustin’ me
you better bring a mob if you thinkin’ ’bout bustin’ b
it ain’t hot in here, but you’re sweatin’
just another soft kid to add to my collection
’cause every single sentence has its consequences
a brother like bk, i’m very magnificent
you rappers need to get up, put up or shut up
as you start to mess up, i step back and say, “yo, guess what?
i’m not an oval, dog, but on the mic, i’m quite as large
so when i take you out, consider that a sabotage”
in that case, consider me a saboteur
as i side~step through suckers like a matador
boomin’ in the room ’cause the beat is a smooth roar
you ain’t cuckoo for cocoa puffs no more
the image i hold is hype and i prove it is
i’m gettin’ chased at pace like i’m a fugitive
but here’s the secret: i ain’t runnin’
i’m strong enough for a man, but made for a woman
my lyrics suit me, they can’t shoot me
and can i kick it? absolutely
positively, the sp~ce you’re givin’ me
i bust through before, money, you sure you don’t remember me?
many have come, but many before have fled
you said you’re on the road, you ain’t even bread
it’s already hype, the beat to get loose on
you wanna battle, motherf~cker, then put your boots on


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