FA3, Pt. 12

Breakin' and some rappin' and some breakin' and some Scratchin' and some breakin' and some repeatin' and Some breakin'. And then you gonna see some more Breakin'. Niggas still bust some foul, who bow, Who be the best? Niggas still bust some foul, Who bow, who be the best? Niggas still bust some foul, who bow, Who be the best? Niggas still bust some foul, Who bow, who be the best? Who be the best? Yeah, yeah, they only speak with their hands. The communication of the drums replaced by the Scratch, the ill techniques, the soul control. While other music use instruments, we used other Music, enhanced it like turning water into wine. Remember who saved your life last night? It was the DJ, touchin' up on the ones And twos. In the mix in between, gotta know What I mean. Never scared to just bless you Once. The soundtrack to the streets. The soundtrack to your soul. Hypin' dope, super, superb, and nicer. The beat is slammin' with the cuts that price Up. Movin' the crowd with the bass that kick Back. The funky rhyme with the mic, now get Back. I'm hypin' dope, super, superb, and nicer. The beat is slammin' with the cuts that price Up. Movin' the crowd with the bass that kick Back. The funky rhyme with the mic, now get Back. And kick back, the funky Bass that kick back, the funky rhyme. That ki-kick back, the fu-funky rhyme. Bass that kick back, the funky rhyme. Now, now, now get back.