one, two, one, two
mic check respect
to the old school
and new lest we forget
that we've come a long way
through the pain and lovin'
to get that feelin' of freedom
we wouldn't change for nothin'
see I sprouted in
the spring of 80's
sailed the seas for
a third world, home ship
wrecked in Indonesia
drifted to Virginia where my
cargo like in a story
and I take you back without
Donnie Darko in a Delorean
I learnt to beat box
mimicking P.G.C.
you remember the titans
but I never did C.T.C.
just public elementary
the PTA called a stray noise
beds with four Playboys
in '92 I went down under
but I'm like E.T.
'cause no one spoke this language
cept' some dude in the B.E.
see, we found a ...
just an excuse to cuss lots
but you damn right
the only two dudes
rappin' at the bus stops
this is hip-hop
a sick man's medicine
this blood, sweat, tears
and lovin' adrenaline
and it just gives me that feelin'
(it just gives me that feelin')
this is hip-hop
a sick man's medicine
this blood, sweat, tears
and lovin' adrenaline
and it just gives me that feelin'
(it just gives me that feelin')
so from tryin' to stay up late
to not sleepin' for days
'till my inner child smile
when the reefer gets blazed
from crews that drift apart
to mine that keeps shit in sync
from the girl that I love
to the peace that she brings
'cause her harmony's
the only thing
that makes me behave
hoping next month grows wings
and takes me away
if only you could see this poet
dance on his note pad
oblivious to the things I don't have
'cause music is everywhere
music is life
and to the rhythm
of the tap drip, music is mine
music is yours
and you can feel it on tours
from trains to bus rides
down south to up north
may the force be with you
see this crew, three fistfuls
of poetry with power, life
I know it's in the flowers
is magic where my mind's in orbit
this brain's a foster home
and these rhymes are orphans
this is hip-hop
a sick man's medicine
this blood, sweat, tears
and lovin' adrenaline
and it just gives me that feelin'
(it just gives me that feelin')
this is hip-hop
a sick man's medicine
this blood, sweat, tears
and lovin' adrenaline
and it just gives me that feelin'
(it just gives me that feelin')
we gotta live for the minute
die for the culture
young and hard
but only gettin' older
lord knows
I'll never put the mic down
let's go
we'll make it happen right now
we gotta live for the minute
die for the culture
young and hard
but only gettin' older
lord knows
I'll never put the mic down
let's go
we'll make it happen right now
I got a lot to give
but I gotta live
so eatin' off this mic
man, is my prerogative
this game is ill
so I'm just livin' for the minute
can't play life from the bench
man you gotta get up in it
and it's all worth it
from the page
where my lead roams
so touch any spirit
when I fed poems
to wet foams
workin' in the mud, but yo,
I'm dreamin' in the clouds
and shit, I can feel your love
when you're screamin' out loud
it goes
we gotta live for the minute
die for the culture
young and hard
but only gettin' older
lord knows
i'll never put the mic down
let's go
we'll make it happen right now
we gotta live for the minute
die for the culture
young and hard
but only gettin' older
lord knows
i'll never put the mic down
let's go
we'll make it happen right now
oh heeeeeeey