Rock To It

[Refrain] Rock to it, a freak freak to it, to the beat to it this is how we do it Rock to it, a freak freak to it, to the beat to it's unique music Rock to it, a freak freak to it, to the beat to it this is how we do it [Verse 1] Shad concocts plots and perfects clever scams You can't find a Better Man in an Eddie Vedder jam MC's can't see the flow, unbelievable We set records even when the needles broke Don't need the dough, asking more bang for your buck The only landed Canuck that can't handle a puck Played penalty killers skillfully pass and poke-check When black flows jet there's more cash than OPEC Or Exxon ex-cons exploit the oil fields Of the inner city some day I hope the soils heal I toil building a dream where my future can stay safe A place where I never have to move it or vacate Physically, I'm not in great shape cause I placate And don't consume greens besides whatever grass my steak ate The fakes keep fronting but I just don't care Wearin' Forces is the only time I put on airs I spit a hard-hittin' verse, when I'm spittin' it hurts I never shift into first, yet alone put the whip in reverse My free-styling's like a gift and a curse So sick with the verse, they gotta think I’ve written it first And plus my skills and sounds thrills the crowd I can fill my mouth with Prozac pills and I'd still get down [Refrain] [Verse 2] Now whether on stage or in the studio space We schoolin' in cats to the game it's just the usual case I'm like you wanna learn to flow homie move to the bass And if you wanna make dough homie move to the States I see suckers in style and musical taste Plus, when we step on the stage and flash that beautiful face It makes the honeys' hearts beat above a suitable pace Showing the super stylistics very few could replace I'm that ill rap scholar never sweat the finances Just takin' out a bank loan as big as my campus These MC's need to stop taking their chances Why scrap when you know my arms stronger than Lance's Touring France with these mad rappers locked in their stances They thought they had a move until I blocked their advances I'll be low-key chillin, rhymes filling the whole sheet Feeling down loading on sizzlon so seek Students slash rapper so I'm dealing with no sleep I'm still a cold thief when I'm stealing the show peeps Get out this young brother with daps My tongue smothers the whack The dub never uncovered the traps So I'm tryin' to give light through these mic devices Not that I'm perfect only Christ was viceless But there's too many dealing with the lightning crisis All I want's a warm home and a wife thats righteous We gonna get there y'all we gonna rock to it We gonna rock to it, we gonna rock to it [Refrain] [Verse 3] Now like the Biz Mark I write rap tunes in the bathroom My influence is a Black Moon and Pat Boone I roll with a whole platoon of phat goons Who keep the hair on their backs groomed with a Vidal Sassoon Pick up the phone just to get the tone My bicep claim I gotta leg ups, so when I walk the talk I high-step As a fetus I kick rhymes upon their scans Even back in '82 my ultra-sound was the jam I just rock to it never get forced into nothin' But words like a mullet-cutting short on the front end Y'all life's more than cake, no offense to the ballers But we all pay too much attention to dollars Brainwashed now I'm still learning how to be me Worth millions, I'd rather be free, uniquely No, I may never know myself completely If I make it home maybe then I'll peep me Just a capital B-Boy like meat street and DC Rock to it while I take it easy [Refrain]