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Self Loop/ OFF Tha Thug Show
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CHIESA1982 added a new video to CB22
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Archie Eversole - We Ready: Bubba Sparxxx Version INSTRUMENTAL / KARAOKE...
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Archie Eversole - We Ready: Bubba Sparxxx Version INSTRUMENTAL / KARAOKE
Credits/Copyright:
song by
Archie Eversole performing We Ready: Bubba Sparxxx Version
with Bryan Barber, Steven Stone
(C) 2002 MCA Records
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LYRICS:
[Intro underlies hook]
I feel the master, I feel him
Y'all ready, they ready
Well come on, well come on
Y'all ready, they ready
We ready, we ready
Come on, come on
We ready, we ready, come on
Come on, come on
Break bread ho, break bread ho
Come on, break bread ho, break bread ho
Come on come on, we ready we ready
Come on in, we ready
Come on in
[Hook ("What what" repeated in background)]
We ready (What, what)
We ready (What, what)
We ready (We ready, we ready)
For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on)
We ready (We ready for)
We ready (We ready for)
We ready (We ready for)
For y'all (We ready, we ready)
[Archie Eversole]
Ain't no question bout who the best
Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest
Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest
You must have called Pastor Troy cause boy you is blessed
And I'ma take him out the game y'all
It ain't no thang y'all
You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw
The game's raw, boy please believe it
Keep your bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus
Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits
And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit
I'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it
Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game
Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the fame
[Hook x2]
[Archie Eversole]
A-T-L we bout that head bustin', we leave you dead cousin
What's up, huh bitch nigga, you said something
If you ready why you stumblin' to the flo' huh
If you ready why you stutterin' I ain't Joe
I'ma show em' why they call us dirty
There is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthy
Heard of me then, Hell naw before, bet you done heard of me now
Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found
See I done did this since my younger days
Only 16 but my pockets never underage
So let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, please
And you is crazy if you think that you ready for me, so who ready now
[Hook x2]
[Bubba Sparxxx]
Yeah, yeah
Bubba baby, trouble baby dip my thang, love me, hate me
All in London yellin' Georgia, Europe better suffocate me
Hold it down for country crackers, leave them others up to Shady
Give a damn if silly sisters think I'm good enough then pay me
Tell em' Archie they don't want it, however they can get it
Told em' bout that booty chatter, y'all better go on with it
Infiltrated mainstream, maintainin' the same theme
Polo shirts and pig shit, can't even get them stains clean
Ain't too much I ain't seen in between the grains in Athens
Ups and downs, rights and lefts all around me brains are scratchin'
Any how we ready now, the new South has arrived
We savages is fixin' to eat and won't stop till they satisfied
[Hook to fade]
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Classic Premo beat, way too underrated! The song is from Rakim's album "...
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Classic Premo beat, way too underrated! The song is from Rakim's album "The 18th Letter", samples taken from the song "Call Me, Come Back Home" by Cecil Holmes
Lyrics:
{DJ Premier cuts early Eric B. & Rakim records}
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
[Rakim]
Follow procedures, the crowd couldn't wait to see this
Nobody been this long awaited since Jesus
Who wouldn't believe this - I heard the word on the street is
I'm still one of the deepest on the mic since Adidas
They said I changed the times from the rhymes that I thought of
So I made some more to put the New World in Order
with Mathematics, put your status above the average
And help you rappers, make paragraphs with graphics
Cause new days is dawnin, new ways of peformin
Brainstormin, I write and watch the night turn to mornin
On and on and, I got the whole world respondin
Rock, I keep it hot and blow the spot without warnin
The Emperor, well known for, inventin a sentence
full of adventure, turnin up the temperature
Rush with adrenaline, how long has it been again
to be in the state of mind that Rakim is in?
{DJ Premier cuts early Eric B. & Rakim records}
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim"
[Rakim]
When I'm out proppin - either, hangin or shoppin
People see me stop and ask me when the album droppin
The wait is over, in-formation like a soldier
like I told ya, greater stronger, now that I'm older
I broke the, code of silence with overloads of talents
My only challenge, is not to explode in violence
I'm Asiatic, and blazin microphones a habit
At least once durin the course of a day, it's automatic
In ghetto apparel, mind of a Egyptian Pharoah
Far from shallow, thoughts travel like an arrow
Allah's monotony, so far they can't stop me
You know, Ra want property like Mumar Khadafi
More thoughts than Bibles, recital - taught disciples
A sawed off mic, so words scatter like a rifle
Thoughts that's trifle, I'm bustin these for you
Aiyyo, technical difficulties is through
{DJ Premier cuts early Eric B. & Rakim records}
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
[Rakim]
When I float at night, I show em new heights, I go to write
They know I strike with new prototypes to blow the mic
Critics and biters, don't know where my source of light is
Still leave authors and writers with arthritis
Cursed kids like the Pyramids when they found the style
First to ever let a rhyme flow down the Nile
The rebirth of hip-hop'll be dropped now
cause the crowd didn't hear the original in a while
So be alarmed, what you bout to see is the bomb
Like, 3-D in 'Nam, vivid like CD-Rom
Info kept like "internet.com"
My note-book's my bond like the Holy Qu'ran
Since I came in the door, said it before
But no I ain't down with Eric B. no more
At night the open mic be invitin me to rhyme
So yo I'm online, it's been a long time
{DJ Premier cuts early Eric B. & Rakim records}
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
".. Rakim, the microphone soloist"
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.."
"It's been a long time.." {extended scratch}
"It's been a long time.." {extended scratch}
"It's been a long time.."
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