kool a.d. - saved by the bell lyrics
[verse 1: kool a.d.]
say that you got it all
love the way you players ball
everyday you’re at the mall
tell me is it true or false?
straight out the f-cking dungeons of rap
that tropical thunder crack, take a peak under that
y’all suspects usual history
washington mutual, basic kafka
i lace it proper, like a boot strap
what the f-ck is a boot strap?
shouts to boots riley on that boots rap
if you don’t got a computer, you need to boost that
this that loosen the noose rap
billie holiday sessions with minor blessings
peep the art in parts in apartments
see how we get over the water like a shark fin
no game let the art spin
rap game abraham de la torre
young bill murray
no hurry no destination, work in progress, low hesitation
lowering my f-cks i give count
trynna zero out
sometimes my obatala blocked, clear it out
hear me out, hear me up, eye me down
hear it then hear about it
even with a chain you couldn’t tie me down
even with a rope you couldn’t string me up
biddies with the soap trynna clean me up
game genie couldn’t beam me up
shout to lawndale maneuver, party animal
beer truck on fire, perpetual desire
my channel’s wild scramble
me huevos on de oro though
huh, what you don’t know?
[sample of ms. south carolina 2007]
“i personally believe, that us americans, are unable to do so because”
[verse 2: k-ssa]
yo, k-ssa
i’m fresher then a pack of mentos
shouts out to sacramento
it’s nothing accidental, or impractical
creative improvisation is still tactical
actual, factual
i got enough money to pay the rent and buy some weed
i’m gonna save some money and start stacking
there’s an art to macking; pimp or get pimped
get your sh-t in control and get rich
the mind is a training ground
the master will be the one who stayed around
and stop when everybody played around
wait a minute don’t jinx me
i’m feeling bigger than a sphinx, v
yo, i’m feeling bigger than the sphinx be
so you can bail me or link me
depending on which continent you from
depending on which cultural database you subscribe to
lord let me make music to ride to
kitty cats walk up next to me and purr on instinct
i throw a half eaten mcdonald’s container in the trash
i’m part of a cycle, i’m all of the michaels
so, you could move on with the rifle
customs doesn’t like your tour beard and shouts to macaulay culkin
basquiat would dig you
[ms. south carolina]
“people out there, in our nation, don’t have maps, and uhh i believe that our uh education, like such as south africa and the iraq, everywhere like such as and i believe that they should… our education over here in the us should help the us or should help south africa and should help the iraq and the asian countries
-bell dings- so we will be able to build up our future, for our…
thank you very much
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