
lirik lagu double xx posse - school of hard knocks
[intro: mc sugar ray & warm prince shabazz]
yeah, peace to the god sha born
and my man jimmy jive
this the double xx posse in the spot
and we ready to get cold ~~~~
i’m mc sugar ray and i’m ’bout ready to shake things up real lovely
i got my dj bk
the ww (they say i’m a bad man)
and we ’bout ready to get wreck off this chumpy
[verse 1: bk the original bootsmoker]
here’s the lyrical phenom’
as i drop the bomb, lyrical champion, the don
word born, rhymes i connect
inject your brain cells, respect, flex, check the dialect
’cause i get could smooth and swift with the gift
to uplift your riff but can’t get with
the lyrical terror you hear of, don’t stare~er or come nearer
i ain’t the ~~~~ man in the mirror
change your action while i flip rhymes in a fraction
with the mix and then flip it, mad rhyme diction
merry on the contrary
me gettin’ beat on the mic device? rarely
nah, i ain’t the type to get with, buddy
played your milli vanilli ass like silly putty
hype lyrics i let flow, get ready, set, go
and i jet, yo, i leave mcs petro
yo, around my way, you can’t be soft
better have your boots strapped or get ’em knocked off
he that rules by the letter, you better chill
up on stipend the hill anthem is, guard your grills
i may be young, but i’m a ruffneck hard rock, ha
i’m bk fippin’ sk!lls from the school of the hard knocks
[chorus: chuck d]
com~com~com~com~com~com
com~comin’ from the school of hard knocks
com~comin’ from, com—
com~comin’ from the school of hard knocks
com~com~comin’
school of hard knocks, comin’ from the school of—
[verse 2: warm prince shabazz]
now let’s keep it real, brothers gettin’ ill and gettin’ k!lled
but i’ma just chill ’til it hit for ’bout a mil’
rhymin’ laid back style, loungin’ on the regular
runnin’ thing, things, controllin’ the area
rippin’ and flippin’ and dippin’ without slippin’
if you can’t stand the heat then get the ~~~~ out the kitchen
the warm daddy’s gon’ heat it up a little
and beat it up a little, might speed it a little
’cause i could flip rhymes, get mines or get naked
the cut’s infected, the rhyme’s protected
now mcs fear me ’cause they hear me on record
there ain’t no ~~~~ way you could step to this
rhymes are treacherous ’cause i’m the microphone specialist
i know you’re tryna figure how i do this
when i just sn~tch up the mic and just right into it
my sk!lls is up to the maximum
whoever diss the coalition, i’m waxin’ ’em
because i’m quick to rip and sl!ck and sly as a fox
it’s the warm prince shabazz from the school of the hard knocks
[chorus: chuck d]
com~comin’~school~school— (comin’ from the school of hard knocks)
school of hard~hard knocks (com—)
comin’ from the school of hard knocks (com~com)
school~school of~of ha~hard knocks
comin’ from the school of hard knocks (com—)
[verse 3: mc sugar ray & double xx posse]
i used to run the streets sellin’ product just to make ends meet
and i was lucky, so i’m still on my feet
but yo, i could slip and forget about where i came from
’cause i ain’t got no shame in my game, i’m not the one
i grew up on the block with no respect for the cop
and everybody there was sellin’ dope, sensi and rocks
tryna make a livin’ not dependin’ on welfare
it’s all about survival, am i right? (yeah)
the ghetto is cold, when you roll, you better be bold
and go you for what you know, but remember that you was told, kid
about a place that’s full of drama and action
a place you better wake up and then get with what’s happenin’
so get your props up, press up and don’t let up
’cause nowadays a tropper n~gga don’t give a ~~~~
about the next man, because he always got a game plan
and gettin’ yours is the name of the scam
check it while i flow about the school of the hard knocks
where punk ass n~ggas that play the role of gettin’ dropped and mocked
i’m puttin’ ’em on the back burner
because the way nothing’s shakin’ for soft n~ggas that’s fakin’
you gotta be real when you wield and deal, and guard your grill
’cause a mother~~~~ might get k!lled
the ghetto’s like a terror zone flooded with bad breaks
but i’ma get mines because i got what it takes
to knock the competition out the box, believe that
it’s sugar ray, signin’ off from the school of the hard knocks
[chorus: chuck d]
comin’ from the school of hard knocks (com~com~com~from the~the)
school of~of hard~hard knocks (comin’—)
comin’ from the school of hard knocks (com—)
com~from~from~school of hard~hard knocks
comin’ from the school of hard knocks (ha~hard—)
hard~hard~hard knocks (comin’—)
comin’ from the~comin’ from the (comin’ from~from~school—)
school~h~hard~rd knocks (comin’ from the school of hard knocks)
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