Beat making / experimental hip hop / lounge music. Heavy, catchy & ...Beat making / experimental hip hop / lounge music. Heavy, catchy & groovy. Synth, bass & rhythm.
BACK IN THE DAY Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Oogo
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days (repeat) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking. He had to go overseas to do his walking. Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking. for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change Like climax's that we living this life time is strange. Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others. Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage. Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis. Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube? I compare myself to that shit dude. When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein Attaching to brains To put it down man you can't play these games. What up cuz-o I manifesto Turn in to slick-co Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore… Back in the days
New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Danceable, rhythmic, positive & ...New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Danceable, rhythmic, positive & determined. Singer, lyrics, drum machine, bass & keyboard. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
Text ... Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in ...Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. We're the best, yet we're stigmatised as a menace. Male rapper, male backing vocals, male adlibs, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion. Break @ 1'38.
ES:
Cruising down the street con mi low rider
Los compas en la esquina chambeando se la cargan
Like Misterio un one-eighty con capucha
Por que tal vez en la próxima vuelta se reviente una lucha
Prepara los guantes mijo
You dont know where I came from
Viviendo en el downtown desde que yo recuerdo
Donde nadie duerme y el trabajo es eterno
Pero con una sonrisa siempre lleno de sueños
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Ando con la clicka escuchando hip-hop
Traficando rimas soy el mejor en la pista
Rapero mejor que yo tal vez no exista
Con una sola palabra yo los borro de la lista
Leveling the game its tremendous my flow incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artist that are horrible
At the expenses of everyone else
Mejor trabaja
Factura en el hood
O mejor vete pa' tu casa
Que pasa?
Levanten las manos arriba toa' la raza
Fabricamos cohetes que no existen en la Nasa
Volamos hasta aviones, construimos las casas
Y aun así nos consideran toda una amenaza
Se nos alteró la situa
Pasando por Tijua
Me ven en una troca nueva y siempre me averiguan
Hoy es día de muertos así que a brindar
Por los que se fueron y no están pa' que nos rinda
Cabalgando mas allá del sol
Donde la luna se esconde
Mira a tu alrededor
Cruzamos la frontera
Por un futuro mejor
Así que prepárense
Que llegó lo mas chingón
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Somos los más chingones
EN:
Cruising down the street with my low rider
The homies on the corner putting in the heavy work
Like Misterio, a one-eighty with a hoodie
Because maybe in the next turn a fight might break out
Get your gloves ready, kid
You don't know where I came from
Living downtown since I can remember
Where nobody sleeps and work is endless
But with a smile always full of dreams
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
I'm rolling with the crew listening to hip-hop
Trafficking rhymes, I'm the best on the dance floor
Maybe a rapper better than me doesn't exist
With just one word, I erase them from the list
Leveling the game, my flow is incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artists that are horrible
At the expense of everyone else
You better work
Get billing in the hood
Or better go back home
What's up?
Raise your hands up, everyone
We manufacture rockets that don't exist at NASA
We fly their planes, we build their houses
And yet they consider us a full threat
The situation got tense
Passing through Tijuana
They see me in a new truck and always inquire about me
Today is the Day of the Dead, so let's toast
For those who are gone and are not here, so that it serves us
Riding beyond the sun
Where the moon hides
Look around you
We cross the border
For a better future
So get ready
Because the toughest have arrived
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
(chorus) False Kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see The maker of the music playing on your cd The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way. It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays We man about this shit why you acting all gay ? Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay. You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all false kats making music and it sounds appal. So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man. Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and, we slap five, but top gate you not my man's Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand. It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history So fall ….. Back ! All I see is false kats B All I see is false kats B All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus) You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Text ... New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Determined, danceable, rhythmic & groovy. ...New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Determined, danceable, rhythmic & groovy. Singer, keyboard, bass, drum machine, synth & whistling gimmick. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
I’d be a killerLet me be the one, I know you want itGuess you play with me sometimes Your easy game just show exactly baby what you wantYou’re choosing me I wonder why
Oh tell me baby what you need and I can be the one You tell me how to start the fireI can’t resist a feeling that you give me cause I need to fight for love
Fight for love Take me to the starlight
—————— Take me baby to your fictional realityWhen I’m with you I feel so strongJust say a word and we will face a new realityWith you I know I’m not alone Take me to the starlight ———Tell me baby You took me by surprise You stop me when I’m wrong Show me the way and I’ll support you all along
You know how to disguise You tell me to move on You take me to your…
Text ... New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Rhythmic, bouncy, groovy, sentimental & ...New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Rhythmic, bouncy, groovy, sentimental & danceable. Singer, lyrics about love, drum machine, bass, keyboard, guitar & clap. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
YeahYou know what I’m sayingIt feels a little different here today butYou know, uhCome check the grooveNow baby love, come check the groove Oh girlI really don’t trip on ladiesBut the minute you walked on by me You really, really turned me onIf you get with me Check the vibe and seeYou can be my only oneYeah, come on You got me fiendin’Pretty lady, so fineAnd you got that bodyThat’s working over time, yeahI’m going crazy, what’s my opening lineYou got me goin, its like that I can’t deny
She’s in my head (She’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this timeI won’t forget you She’s in my head (She’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this timeSo I won’t forget you
GirlI really don’t think you hear meBeen looking everywhere for love And baby, you got it allWe can be so flyLobster every nightI’ll be there every time you call, baby You got me fiendin’Pretty lady, so fineAnd you got that bodyThat’s working over time, yeahI’m going crazy, what’s my opening lineYou got me goin, its like that I can’t deny
She’s in my head (Oh she’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this time (you are, you are)I won’t forget you She’s in my head (You know she’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this time But I won’t forget you
(Fiendin’)(Body) Look when you drive me crazy(Crazy) I can’t go anyway else babySo listen to me, put it downAnd come with me (Fiendin’) Crazy lady So fine and crazy(Body) My baby, babyCome on, come on, yeah(Crazy) Come on babyCheck the groove and level up with your boy, ahYou feel me, aight
