paroles de chanson Listen To The DJ - Z-Trip
Get-get-get-back
Yo!
To
all
the
ladies
and
gents
Believers
and
the
non-convinced
To
the
animate
lovers
of
hemp
And
those
that
don't
blaze
Judge
it
by
the
way
that
it's
phrased
And
not
by
the
color
or
shade
This
is
man-made
corruption
Arizona
heat
production
It's
not
[?]
or
nothing
And
judge
it
by
the
way
that
you
heard
the
technique
People
seek
the
L.A.
streets
Sweet
slick
talking,
unique
My
man,
[?]
rhymes
that
[?]
[?]
definition
on
the
plan
[?]
And
just
in
case
You're
trying
to
outpace
the
verse
[?]
Relentless
[?]
unidentified
physics
Bona
fide
[?]
make
the
turntable
[?]
You
gotta
get
wit
it
We
don't
talk
it,
we
live
it
Yo
let's
do
this
Listen
to
this!
Come
on!
Do
it!
Come
on,
come-come-come-on
Check
it
out!
Word!
Huh!
You-you
don't
want
none
That's
right
Fuck
with
us
and
you
get
burnt
[?]
omega
A
[?]
nature
Flavor
on
paper
Niggas
still
catch
vapors
Impressed
from
[?]
We
get
fresh
Oh-la-oh-la-yeah
We
provided
the
urge
Step
up
and
get
served
Reunited
like
Peaches
and
Herb
We
speaking
the
word
We
bringing
the
vibe
We
setting
the
trend
We
holding
the
throne
Oh
my
god,
here
we
go
again
Hot
imposition
from
the
beginning
You
listening
to
the
brother
With
the
description
poetic
pulp
fiction
Spitting
the
killer
rendition
Turning
citizens
to
victims
With
the
writer's
ambition
Vocabulary
diction
'Cause
I
came
to
specify
The
rest
of
my
televise
Killing
all
you
other
guys
Ain't
no
need
to
compromise
Still
couldn't
get
it
If
I
slow
down
and
say
just
Stop,
and
listen
to
the
DJ
I'm
so
invincible
Check
this
out
I'm
so
invincible
because
I
got
that
Let
me
hear
you
say
yeah!
Say
hell
yeah!
Now
throw
your
hands
up
And
reach
for
the
part
of
the
sky
you
can't
touch
And
if
you're
in
the
back,
you
need
to
step
up
front
And
if
you
can't
hear
it,
then
tell
'em
to
turn
it
up
What
the
hell
are
you
waiting
for?
Everybody
in
here
on
the
dance
floor
Your
hands
in
the
air
and
that's
what's
up
'Cause
I'm
on
the
mic
and
Z-Trip
is
on
the
cut
Come
on!
Come
hard
wit
it
[?]
wit
it
It's
authentic
It's
like
don't
stop,
get
it,
get
it
The
right
combo
Collaboration
and
[?]
The
way
to
make
a
brother
drop
the
bomb,
yo
From
the
moment
that
they
announce
me
'Cause
I'm
quick
to
grab
the
mic
and
say
peace
to
Romanowski
And
to
all
those
that
doubt
me
Or
wouldn't
allow
me
Yo,
nigga
it
ain't
about
me
It's
about
a
kid
that
I
know
That's
one
of
the
illest
primals
Spinners
[?]
vinyl
Best
[?]
and
taking
you
there
And
holding
you
down
And
making
sure
you're
feelin'
it
now
With
a
tight-braced
sound
To
all
the
others,
man
it's
over
now
Pack
your
bags,
get
your
records,
start
rollin'
out
And
if
you
still
think
that
you
should
wear
the
crown
It
ain't
happening
[?]
Z-trip,
break
it
down
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