Syntax Era

[Hook] Dinco, Dinco, go Dinco Go Charlie, Charlie go Charlie Go Busta, Busta go Busta You know we got style (Repeat x2) [Charlie Brown] When it comes to shout outs, Boogie Brown is here Don't fear the clear, just step to it Now I drive, come alive from the bottom to the top Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop, but (I know you, and you know me) CBMC, given to me, by Chuck D That's deep as I look at all the videos Wack stage shows, wack page flows Biters non-rhyme writers (Example the sample) It was an age under and a stage back The girlies are screaming, they're having a cardiac (Like epileptic seizure, no amnesia Comatose, double dose anaesthesia) Damn (damn!) should I say what are you doing I dare at your stare so yo come do me It's done, or rather should I say it's on The mental instrumental I continue with my song Yeah, we've got jumping jerks With no understanding of the East Coast Stomp Fam understand, several other brothers Watch our videos, the vidiots discover (It's just another case) Wow! Bass! Why is everybody always picking on me Now let's see, your game is played, B I'm Donkey Kong fat freak the notes, flip the script run the jewels (The Leaders Of The New School) Yet I shine when I rhyme (you know, you know) Always remember the scenario Syntax era [Hook] [Dinco D] For the Harper Valley Pete's sake tea makes a great Ace in a hole, when you cheated out of gold Only sold to who was told Now I'm trembling, remembering when I was Timberland down (Listen wait who's that coming around) Sounds like that sound I guess it's Dinco, Milo, Busta and Brown Four minds of two kinds, run one with the sun I love my father, my mother, my brothers and the sisters that come From all over the place and trace the bass Inspector Clouseau Yo I wonder is it true though, oh no here we go No more security nets Straight human casualties call for raw regrets In the beat societies, lessons must speak Stand be strong, keep away from weak In the years long life leaders let loose Leading leftbacks and misguided youth Letting leaks lack levels of truth Look ma no hands Lend likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking Could we be above, average not savage But near newly making duty, more than terror Peace to my girl, whoops syntax era [Hoook] [Busta Rhymes] Copy cat do this, do that Wanna do something, do this Chicky chaka Chewbacca, gitty getty gotcha! Ah man, all of a sudden people say I be bugging Rugged culture musical Hip-Hop I be loving Gimme gimme gimme something, gimme something for nothing Rich blood sucker of the poor I see you Hickory dickory hey, watch out for the trickery What happened to creativity, dignity, integrity? Hey Mister Sneaky-One, don't try to read my mind Just worry about getting yours because I'm getting mine (Leaders made a commitment to keep this type of music living forever) Whatever, whatever, we live in an era Where errors aren't made to remain an error But I think that's kinda better Understand that word and how you use it Rap is business music, Hip Hop is cultural music Now you get to see the ones, oh yeah it's super dumb Dance around because you know that we doing it for fun Flipping and tripping, you little sorry sucker you slipping Lay over my lap because I'm gonna give you a whipping Tripping, dipping and whining, stop the damn crying I don't know what you trying, you better stop lying With correct intellect, whether bigger and better As you come straight, check out my syntax era Word to God, 1993, shit is solid We are the L (What!) We are the O (What!) We are the N (What!) We are the S (What!) (Repeat x4) [Hook]