Lost Art

B-Boy style, the B-Boy style [?] B-Boy style, the B-Boy style As we go next to them, made up all real texts up Rumors Lootpack they possess mad fix up Break down your inside and your vocab structure I be the beat conductor, I be the rhyme constructer [Wild Child] I wanna break it down for them cats out there who don't know About the cats known as the LP coming from the West coast These cats got lyrical, metaphorical styles intact They know how to represent their own issue Coming and hit rap Beyond ones creative abilities to commercialize Mainstream artists survive, while Wildchild dies Snap dab in the middle of the rap game bringing realness Emcees wanna lease either my rhyme style 'cos I own this [Madlib] I be the instrumental inventor 'bent to the center My walk is genetic I leave you cut with no anesthetic Let your wave slaves in the industry think they got this Triple darkness it's red when I spark this We living in a less life, we put strife Negative ideas, they got the positive ideas But what about them in between ideas move they to the rear When we rock the mic you better beware As we go next to them, made up all the texts up Rumors Lootpack they possess mad fix up Break down your inside and your vocab structure I be the beat conductor, I be the rhyme constructer [Madlib] Hey yo, first lets wonder why so many people wanna be emcees They got that whack rhyme disease ya'll better off play beat Over seas, I put your [?] on freeze Task come billing and chilling, pilling and dealing with niggas like to the ceiling I'm known as the slang buster Hit ya with the world trade of loops chill with my troops How you think the fake can do? You strictly in it for them G-s The hip hop that we drop just like fresh squeeze While your flows are probably frozen and your beats are all stolen We keep it in the base of rolling while your crews be bowlin Block pop back spin, wind mill, flare, pose Bust in ninety nine while this nigga kicks flows The influence B-Boy music had on me was more than rap did I adapted, got DJ Romes and plus Madlib combined To influence those of rap man-kind We shine a different type of life too strange line You fake knuckle head do-do jacks, I call you back cuz what you do to rap We'll diss you every time you kick styles that aren't your own As we go next to them, made up all the texts up Rumors Lootpack they possess mad fix up Break down your inside and your vocab structure I be the beat conductor, I be the rhyme constructer As we go next to them, made up all the texts up Rumors Lootpack they possess mad fix up Break down your inside and your vocab structure I be the beat conductor, I be the rhyme constructer Beat boy style, beat boy style, we make a rhyme Beat boy style One two, one two One two, one two, one two, one two Like that, pop that sound