CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : One On One Remix
I don't care how it sounds
Yo (Yo)
Eighty proof
Get in
Yo, you know what I'm saying?
CDP style
Let us take a float on mission on the land lyric
Let's take a ride
On the mad side
Of Declaime
CDP style
Like this
Like this
CDP
Like that
Come and get with this
Come and get with this, no, maybe you shouldn't
'Cause if I was in your position, oh, man, I wouldn't
Embarrass myself for the simple fact
Skills, I don't lack, as a matter of fact
Just call that
Not trying to be braggadocios or a big head
But instead, I'm more like modest, laying heads to rest
Now, do you wanna test the skills that I can conjure?
So I can last longer
Laying wackies on the spot
Props, I got the most, lyrics, I got a lot
'Cause inside the long guy who would lie
Concepts correct
Mics, I check
You're just a speck in this time of danger
New funk time partnership
Verbally abusing those who step
So, if you can't hit, better quit
'Cause I know hips will dip when I flip scripts
Faster than books in the library
It's scary, but very slick when I put it in motion
Smooth out like lotion
Still, I can do the abstract
I stick with the real facts
And how I break wack backs
And float all over fat tracks
Breakin' n***as up
Breakin' their backs
CDP style
Breakin' it up
Moving like that
Rupturing egos built up by luck
Step up, get stuck, or just duck
To evade the results of defeat
I produced this new style for the street (Yeah)
I honed up my tactics with lye
Shaking up on weak minds like a rattle
Inhale the nonsense so that your mind comprehends
I sentence n***as up to the river where it bends
Without a lifesaver
'Cause there's nothing that can save you from this knockout-blowing punch just gave you
'Cause I hate to lose booze from the fools who don't understand
Unless the P-Funk's the band
The main bassline time after time, played out
Stay out, take a new route
'Cause I'm about to poke you in the ear with this pen
So you can hear my lyrical blend
As I send off foes like a warrior
It's better if there's more of you
Tryin' to step in my domain where I reign supreme
My vocals in your mind lingering
Lingering
Lingering
This is out for the souls of weak n***as who froze
This is not
For n***as that is real and hot
We moving like that
Can't nobody handle this
Next style we've been on
You know what I'm saying?
I bring the real
Hold on, yo, this b*t*h is calling me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, man
Love you, man
Yo (Yo)
Eighty proof
Get in
Yo, you know what I'm saying?
CDP style
Let us take a float on mission on the land lyric
Let's take a ride
On the mad side
Of Declaime
CDP style
Like this
Like this
CDP
Like that
Come and get with this
Come and get with this, no, maybe you shouldn't
'Cause if I was in your position, oh, man, I wouldn't
Embarrass myself for the simple fact
Skills, I don't lack, as a matter of fact
Just call that
Not trying to be braggadocios or a big head
But instead, I'm more like modest, laying heads to rest
Now, do you wanna test the skills that I can conjure?
So I can last longer
Laying wackies on the spot
Props, I got the most, lyrics, I got a lot
'Cause inside the long guy who would lie
Concepts correct
Mics, I check
You're just a speck in this time of danger
New funk time partnership
Verbally abusing those who step
So, if you can't hit, better quit
'Cause I know hips will dip when I flip scripts
Faster than books in the library
It's scary, but very slick when I put it in motion
Smooth out like lotion
Still, I can do the abstract
I stick with the real facts
And how I break wack backs
And float all over fat tracks
Breakin' n***as up
Breakin' their backs
CDP style
Breakin' it up
Moving like that
Rupturing egos built up by luck
Step up, get stuck, or just duck
To evade the results of defeat
I produced this new style for the street (Yeah)
I honed up my tactics with lye
Shaking up on weak minds like a rattle
Inhale the nonsense so that your mind comprehends
I sentence n***as up to the river where it bends
Without a lifesaver
'Cause there's nothing that can save you from this knockout-blowing punch just gave you
'Cause I hate to lose booze from the fools who don't understand
Unless the P-Funk's the band
The main bassline time after time, played out
Stay out, take a new route
'Cause I'm about to poke you in the ear with this pen
So you can hear my lyrical blend
As I send off foes like a warrior
It's better if there's more of you
Tryin' to step in my domain where I reign supreme
My vocals in your mind lingering
Lingering
Lingering
This is out for the souls of weak n***as who froze
This is not
For n***as that is real and hot
We moving like that
Can't nobody handle this
Next style we've been on
You know what I'm saying?
I bring the real
Hold on, yo, this b*t*h is calling me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, man
Love you, man
