Eastbound

[Verse 1: Masta Ace] I boom and I bash and I bash and I boom I come forty deep when I enter the room We're the poom-poom, Digga wanna zoom zoom Watch how we creep and sweep like a broom Cuz this is the sound of the mighty I.N.C Makin' history, niggies wanna be like we I roll with L.D., and Paula with the P Can't forget Leschea, use to the tray 23 years old, sista with the soul Everybody's born to roll and gettin' swoll I'm gunna break it down for my niggies over there So peep the process and not the one in your hair You know it ain't over till it's over You know it ain't over till it's over You know it ain't over till it's over So bust this [Hook: Masta Ace]X2 My tank's on full and I'm headed Eastbound I got the bump in my trunk and my sound's underground [Verse 2: Masta Ace] Check it out You gotta look on your face like you wanna take mine Whatever you feel, whenever you feel, fine Everybody's mentality around me, is the Epitome of wanna be G, but wake up, get up Clear the funk from your eyes, recognize The I.N.C.'s on the rise B-Bass bombin' all the way to Savannah Straight from Medina, not White like Vanna Black and as a matter of fact, yo bust that Um, Digga with the um bigga boom than ya gat Fat with the mad snap hat to get ill Can ya feel the skill From the woofer grill of your Coupe DeVille I know ya can and if ya can then cool Ain't nothin' like a B-Bass fool It's the I. to the N. to the C Ya can't fuck with me It's the I. to the N. to the C Ya can't fuck with me [Hook: Masta Ace]X2 My tank's on full and I'm headed Eastbound I got the bump in my trunk and my sound's underground [Verse 3: Masta Ace] Check it out It's individual, residual, kid ya will Get dissed if you step to this so don't miss When ya aim, so maintain and feel no pain Tell me can ya stand the rain on your brain, chain Reaction, I see the niggies And the hotties with their bodies complete with satisfaction So when you see the Ace comin' through with the crew This is how we do