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    Here we go yo, here we go yo
    So what so what so what's the scenario
    Here we go yo, here we go yo
    So what so what so what's the scenario

    Verse One: Phife Dawg

    Aiyyo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
    But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap
    Well whaddya know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
    No batteries included, and no strings attached
    No holds barred, no time for move fakin
    Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
    Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
    But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
    Sleep if you want NyQuil will help you get your Z's troop
    But here's the real scoop
    I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
    Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from
    I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here
    My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
    Head for the border, go get a taco
    I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
    Sit back relax and let yourself go
    Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know

    Verse Two: Charlie Brown

    Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!)
    who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!)
    real live y'all (live y'all!)
    Inside outside come around... (who's that??) Browwwwwwwwn
    Some may, I say, call me Charlie
    The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
    Layback on the payback, evolve rotate the gates.. CONTACT!
    Can I get a hit? (HIT!)
    Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
    East coast stompin, rippin and rompin
    New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton
    Checka-checka-check it out!
    The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
    And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
    We're ill till the skill gets down
    For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
    but the rest are doo-doo
    From radio, to the video, to Arsenio
    Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario

    Verse Three: Dinco D

    (True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
    Scenario's ready yo, rates more than four
    Scores for the smores that smother dance floors
    Now I go for mine, shades of sea-shore
    Ship-shape plush Grape Apes to play tapes
    [Papes make drapes?] great for the wakes
    of an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
    Bass innerspace means peace see ya later
    Later? (LATER!) Later alligator
    Pop blows the weasel and the herb's the inflater
    So yo the D what the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow
    Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
    Laugh yo, how'd that sound? (ohhhhhh!)

    Verse Four: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes

    It's the leader Quest mission and we got the goods here (here!)
    Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
    I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
    Stay away from crime cause I ain't no CRIMINAL
    I love my young nation, groovy sensation
    No time for hibernation, only elation
    Don't ever try to test, the water little kid
    Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did

    I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED
    Then baby puked then you had TO SMACK
    Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere
    Raise the levels of the boom, inside the ear

    You know I did it
    So don't violate or you get violated
    The hip-hop sound is well agitated
    Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego
    So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario

    Verse Five: Busta Rhymes

    Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
    Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
    Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
    Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
    Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
    When diggin into my library
    Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
    Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
    Uh, uh uhh, all over with the track man
    Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
    As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
    When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
    RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
    Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
    Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
    And had you smellin ripe, like some old stale urine
    Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
    The rear cock diesel, buttcheeks they were kickin
    Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme
    the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
    Rippin up this dance just like a radio
    Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!
    *chorus starts* Yeah, my man motherfucker!
    Are you on the list?

  • #2
    Uh, OK.

    Rap is CRAP!!!
    Make America Great For Once.

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    • #3
      i think i speak for all of us here when i say

      WHAT THE FUCK?

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      • #4
        Quality tune.
        On my mind: How can I shut up the singing English graduate student? How many more lossess will KU's basketball team have than its football team? How will the Rams front office screw up this year?


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        • #5
          I loved Tribe. Total high school flashback.
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          • #6
            QUOTE(SLUBLUE @ Sep 28 2005, 05:17 PM) Quoted post

            Here we go yo, here we go yo
            So what so what so what's the scenario
            Here we go yo, here we go yo
            So what so what so what's the scenario

            Verse One: Phife Dawg

            Aiyyo Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
            But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap
            Well whaddya know, the Di-Dawg, is first up to bat
            No batteries included, and no strings attached
            No holds barred, no time for move fakin
            Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
            Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
            But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
            Sleep if you want NyQuil will help you get your Z's troop
            But here's the real scoop
            I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome
            Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from
            I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here
            My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (YEAH)
            Head for the border, go get a taco
            I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
            Sit back relax and let yourself go
            Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know

            Verse Two: Charlie Brown

            Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!)
            who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!)
            real live y'all (live y'all!)
            Inside outside come around... (who's that??) Browwwwwwwwn
            Some may, I say, call me Charlie
            The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley
            Layback on the payback, evolve rotate the gates.. CONTACT!
            Can I get a hit? (HIT!)
            Boom bip with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip
            East coast stompin, rippin and rompin
            New York, North Cak-a-laka, and Compton
            Checka-checka-check it out!
            The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce
            And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
            We're ill till the skill gets down
            For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new
            but the rest are doo-doo
            From radio, to the video, to Arsenio
            Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario

            Verse Three: Dinco D

            (True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo
            Scenario's ready yo, rates more than four
            Scores for the smores that smother dance floors
            Now I go for mine, shades of sea-shore
            Ship-shape plush Grape Apes to play tapes
            [Papes make drapes?] great for the wakes
            of an L-AH, an E-ADER, simply just a leader
            Bass innerspace means peace see ya later
            Later? (LATER!) Later alligator
            Pop blows the weasel and the herb's the inflater
            So yo the D what the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow
            Funk flipped flat back first this foul fight fight fight
            Laugh yo, how'd that sound? (ohhhhhh!)

            Verse Four: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes

            It's the leader Quest mission and we got the goods here (here!)
            Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!)
            I could give a damn about a ill subliminal
            Stay away from crime cause I ain't no CRIMINAL
            I love my young nation, groovy sensation
            No time for hibernation, only elation
            Don't ever try to test, the water little kid
            Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell him what I did

            I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED
            Then baby puked then you had TO SMACK
            Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere
            Raise the levels of the boom, inside the ear

            You know I did it
            So don't violate or you get violated
            The hip-hop sound is well agitated
            Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego
            So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario

            Verse Five: Busta Rhymes

            Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
            Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
            Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
            Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
            Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
            When diggin into my library
            Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
            Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
            Uh, uh uhh, all over with the track man
            Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
            As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
            When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
            RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
            Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
            Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
            And had you smellin ripe, like some old stale urine
            Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
            The rear cock diesel, buttcheeks they were kickin
            Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme
            the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
            Rippin up this dance just like a radio
            Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!
            *chorus starts* Yeah, my man motherfucker!
            [/b][/quote]
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            • #7
              QUOTE(Lippa @ Sep 29 2005, 08:37 AM) Quoted post

              I loved Tribe. Total high school flashback.
              [/b][/quote]

              I saw them live in a small venue...500 people max (if that). Totally awesome.
              On my mind: How can I shut up the singing English graduate student? How many more lossess will KU's basketball team have than its football team? How will the Rams front office screw up this year?


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              • #8
                Tribe Called Quest is the shit.

                QUOTE
                [CHORUS]
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                New York, NJ, NC, VA
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John

                [Q-TIP]
                People give your ears so I be sublime
                It's enjoyable to know you in the concubinz
                Niggaz' take off your coats, Ladies act like gems
                Sit down Indian style as we recite these hymns
                See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo
                Ludicrously speedy or infectious with the slow-mo
                Heard me in the eighties J. Beez on the promo
                In my never endin' quest to get the paper on the caper
                But now, let me take it to the Queens side
                I'm takin' it to Brooklyn side
                All the residential Quester's who invade the air
                Hold up a second son cuz' we almost there
                You can be a black man and lose all your soul
                You can be white 'n' blue but don't crap the roll
                See my shit is universal if you got knowledge or dolo
                Of delf for self, see there's no one else
                Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
                So, do dat' do dat' doo dat' dat' dat' (COME ON)
                Do dat' do dat' doo dat' dat' dat' (OK)
                Do dat' do dat' doo dat' dat' dat'
                I'm buggin' out but let me get back `cuz they wettin' niggaz'
                So run and tell the others `cuz we are the brothas'
                I learned how to build mic's in my workshop class
                So give me this award and let's not make it the last

                [CHORUS]
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas

                [PHIFE]
                Back in `89 I simply slid into place
                Buddy, Buddy, Buddy all up in your face
                Alot of kids was bustin' rhymes but they had no taste
                Some said Quest was Wack, but now is that the case
                I have a quest to have a mic' in my hand
                Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman
                So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts
                Phife Dawg's my name but on stage call me Dynomutt
                When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy
                Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy
                Top notch baby, never comin' less
                Sky's the limit, you got's to believe up in Quest
                Sit back relax, get up off the path
                If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass
                Non believer's you can check the stats
                I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract
                Niggaz' know the time when Quest is in the jam
                I never let a statue tell me how nice I am
                Comin' with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees
                Livin' mad phat like an oversized Bam-bi
                The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh
                When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft
                So next time that you think you want somethin' here
                Make somethin' differ, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere

                [CHORUS]
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                SC, Maryland, New Orleans, Motown
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
                We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
                Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
                New York, NJ, NC, VA
                [/b][/quote]

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                • #9
                  I heard it for the first time in like ten years on the Backspin station on SIRIUS.

                  Don't forget it features the Leaders of the New School too.
                  Are you on the list?

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                  • #10
                    Q-Tip in da hizzy!!!


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                    • #11
                      Uh huh, this my shit
                      All the girls stomp your feet like this

                      A few times I've been around that track
                      So it's not just gonna happen like that
                      Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
                      I ain't no hollaback girl
                      [2x]

                      Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit [4x]

                      I heard that you were talking shit
                      And you didn't think that I would hear it
                      People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
                      So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
                      Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
                      That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up

                      A few times I've been around that track
                      So it's not just gonna happen like that
                      Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
                      I ain't no hollaback girl
                      [2x]

                      Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit [4x]

                      So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
                      No principals, no student-teachers
                      Both of us want to be the winner, but there can only be one
                      So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
                      Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
                      That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust

                      A few times I've been around that track
                      So it's not just gonna happen like that
                      Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
                      I ain't no hollaback girl
                      [2x]

                      Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit 4x]

                      Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
                      B-A-N-A-N-A-S
                      this shit is bananas
                      B-A-N-A-N-A-S
                      Again, this shit is bananas
                      B-A-N-A-N-A-S
                      This shit is bananas
                      B-A-N-A-N-A-S

                      A few times I've been around that track
                      So it's not just gonna happen like that
                      Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
                      I ain't no hollaback girl
                      [2x]

                      Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit [4x]
                      Dude. Can. Fly.

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                      • #12
                        QUOTE(SLUBLUE @ Sep 29 2005, 10:21 AM) Quoted post

                        I heard it for the first time in like ten years on the Backspin station on SIRIUS.

                        Don't forget it features the Leaders of the New School too.
                        [/b][/quote]

                        [Busta]
                        oh man oh man oh man oh man
                        yo yo yo I can't understand
                        why the parents and the teachers
                        and everybody trying to o the kids
                        the young generation yo
                        what's the deal brah Charlie Brown man

                        [Charlie Brown]
                        I don't know what the deal is
                        you hafta ask my partna Dinco D
                        yo yo tell us D tell us D
                        mass confusion g i don't know what's up
                        hey yo man

                        (it's just another case of that old pta)

                        huh man

                        [Dinco D]
                        in school I wrote notes and took quotes from Shakespeare
                        and other types of rhymes to show you that I (care)
                        but things like together forever to you my only one (only one)
                        it was special I can say it was another one
                        you would say someone's knocking at my window
                        (KNOCK KNOCK)
                        someone's ringing my bell
                        (DING DONG)
                        it's about two in the morning
                        (HEY YO G, WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?)

                        (it's just another case of that old pta)

                        but never the less here goes to show my potential
                        and even though our love was three-dimensional
                        one (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to do
                        I had to transform into educated lad
                        going around doing chores for your dad
                        playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes
                        chilling with pop just listen to the blues
                        and talking to your mom about a love for her daughter
                        suggesting to me that I just oughta
                        watch myself
                        (INCH BY INCH)
                        watch myself
                        (AND USE SOME SENSE)
                        so I did
                        (HEY)
                        it didn't do a damn thing
                        but a case to complain, so now i sing

                        (it's just another case of that old pta)

                        [Busta]
                        ROAARRR Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous
                        always misbehaving and mischeivous
                        causing aggravation i'll never pause
                        pushing out spit balls through plastic straws
                        (IN CLASS)
                        in gym i got caught at last
                        for ligthing up the courtyard grass
                        (HEY)
                        teacher, teacher, go to the flesh
                        (Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex)
                        hey yo
                        in class, kicked it to this girl Cheryl
                        (WHAT?)
                        the teacher try to tell me I was Pharoah
                        (NO NO NO)
                        I'm not with detention no no with suspension
                        a child's wickeddy wild the Calbridge Hill styles
                        teach us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommy
                        now when she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body
                        I hate this relationship, the mom and teacher
                        when she reaches home hey yo she knows that I reached ya
                        ok, of today I am the new school, pray
                        between my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo

                        (it's just another case of that old pta)

                        [Charlie Brown]
                        AAHHH
                        yo teachers hate me the girls don't take me
                        because I'm C Brown
                        (CLASS CLOWN)
                        gettin still AAH sometimes i chill yo
                        depending on the day and (HOW I FEEL)
                        sometimes i leave an apple that's rotten and (BROWN)
                        no where to be found
                        poll tax on sheets, five days a week
                        arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleep
                        but I didn't do it
                        (YOU DID IT)
                        I'm suspended
                        (YOU WAS WIT' IT)
                        and now it's time to pay for the crime
                        that I never got caught like Judge Wapner
                        (BAM! take on the court)
                        a room of teachers, parents, and preachers
                        a principal and one kid dress in sneakers
                        case of brown versus the board
                        (ORDER ORDER)
                        yo twelve, verse one is a slaughter
                        I pleaded my case
                        AAH
                        face to face
                        AAH
                        it was a waste
                        and everyone was in place yo
                        he announced me guilty you have
                        (THREE HUNDRED SIXTY FOUR DAYS)
                        of detention to serve
                        (SOME NERVE)
                        I felt this could be from (PISSED)
                        the head of the board said "case dismissed"
                        as I walk out the room I hear them say
                        AAHYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEE

                        (its just another case of that old pta)
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                        • #13
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

                          I could teach you but I have to charge
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

                          The boys are waiting
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,La,La,La,La,
                          The boys are waiting
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,La,La,La,La

                          Watch if you're smart
                          Just the thieves get caught
                          It can't be bought
                          Techniques that freaks these boys
                          You want me to teach thee
                          I see you're on it

                          I could teach you but I have to charge
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

                          I could teach you but I have to charge
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

                          The boys are waiting
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,la,La,La,La
                          The boys are waiting
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,La,La,La,La

                          I think it's time
                          The way I whine
                          They lose their minds
                          What the guys go crazy for
                          The thing that makes me
                          I know you want it

                          But I have to charge
                          I could teach you
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

                          But I have to charge
                          I could teach you
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          I could teach you but I have to charge

                          Oh, once you get involved
                          Everyone will look this way, so
                          You must maintain your charm
                          same time maintain your halo
                          Just get the perfect blend
                          Plus what you have within
                          Then next his eyes will squint
                          Then he's picked up your scent

                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          The boys are waiting
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          Warm it up
                          La,La,La,La,La
                          The boys are waiting

                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          I could teach you but I have to charge

                          My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
                          And they're like, it's better than yours
                          Damn right it's better than yours
                          I could teach you but I have to charge
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