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defari - yes indeed lyrics

talking:
e: hey defari, what’s goin’ down man?
d: hey yo what’s up e-swift
e: ah man, nuttin’ much, i’m just sittin’ here chillin’ man
sippin on somethin’, tryin’ to figure out why the f-ck
everybody in hip-hop is so confused these days, man
d: man, brothers walkin’ around confused ’cause’ they get so many
confusing images
e: i know man, they don’t know which way to take this music, man
they forgot the real purpose of this sh-t, man, we about
to let them know, right now

the amount of time it takes me to write a hundred rhymes
be about the amount it takes you to count a thousand dimes
it’s all a hundred, like hundred yards i’m scorin’
like hundred dollar bills that i chill for cool storin’
or storage, mad n-gg-s rhymes straight be pourage
straight soup, we be that protein that get up in yo’ splein
uh, make you clench ya’ teeth
hard work pays in many ways, seven days a week
hard beats, e-swift magnifique for the streets
and defari herut, true lyrically complete
this (singing) perfect combination
firmly holdin’ down firm ground for future generations
quick to lace ’em, these super-heavyweights
and just when you think that it’s over we regenerate
like gamma, from ninja scroll, we everywhere like cable
steady watch these card table emcees fold

yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the century
yet still i remain a true likwit emcee
and now you wonder why most definately
-scratches- i’m keepin it hardcore for the hardcore
(repeat)

the skills i posess are never less than real
my thoughts are concrete, plus hard like steel
my n-gg-s know how i feels (what?)
yo, i was born to rotate and get juggled on technic wheels
they say hold it down ‘fari, hold it down
i say “don’t worry baby, i’m ready for another round”
whether it’s a rhyme, or whether it’s a drink
me and the mic go together like paper and ink, in perfect sync
with every raw-deal beat
a lot of n-gg-s run a couple laps, i’m runnin’ track meets
the fighter pilot, put the mic to the test
i walk the streets without a bodyguard or bulletproof vest

no stress indeed hip-hop has changed through the century
yet still i remain a true likwit emcee
and now you wonder why most definately
-scratches- i’m keepin’ it hardcore for the hardcore
(repeat)

e: that’s exactly what i’m talkin’ about man,
know what i’m sayin’,real lyrics, real beats
man, sh-t’s raw from the streets, sh-t that got us here today
is gonna’ get us over tomorrow, man,
man you gotta kick some more sh-t, man f-ck that
d: it ain’t over

ay yo, quench ya thirst with this lyrical burst
in the form of a verse i’ll rehe-rs-
somebody get a nurse, for this wack emcee, got bad injuries
f-ckin’ with the d-to the-e-f-a-da-r-iced
rimmy-type star be at the bar
i recollect, then i french connect with grand moniar
or moniet, this n-gg- herut from la
city of the golden state, land of the sunny days
too many n-gg-s actin’ funny ways
money plays a big part when suddenly mixed with jumpin’ change
they rearrange they whole immagery, they chemistry
photography, they movie-make type, auto-biography
hey yo i’m not impressed or startled
i roll with the black john mcclane and blast full throttle
with a bottle of hen i worldwind
defari in this with fitness until the very end
and even then i’ll begin again
a lyrical tri-athlete here to shine through the millenium

yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the century
yet still i remain a true likwit emcee
and now you wonder why most definately
-scratches- i’m keepin’ it hardcore for the hardcore
(repeat 3x)

-scratches mixed with chorus till fade-

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