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Catch 22 - "No Love For The Roadie"
Lyrics to No Love For The Roadie : Hmmm C22 These punk motherfuckers now a hip hop crew' Naw, we just having some fun. A little somethin we wanna get done. Anyone say a word, better shut your mouth biotch. Well kick your punk ass to the curb Sit your stupid ass on the couch And nod your head to something new Feel it' Na' Fuck you, we do Were on a mission, to beef with anyone who fucks with our ambition So check it and give a listen and let me explain Yo E-rock bring back that instrumental refrain. [Chorus:] Seven different members, meaning seven different names, meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways All common goals reamin Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks cuz I havent changed. No love for the roadie' Yo man, youre the roadie, you dont... seven members, seven members, thats it. Thats all you got. Eight! Eight! Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up, its like a clean cut Slicing through the track with a machete Ready set go A Derringer cover Cover me, cover you Ill take it slow and easy, indiscreetly, Im completely numb Come come Surburban ragamuffin with a dancehall twist, Im saying Im saying Im saying nothing This Shot a licka say it again kick it and come back for one Im running Im running Im running Im running It takes some time Its like a dream come true Im in heaven again Were right here jumping with you Once again again, once once again again [Chorus] Yo man, I work. Dude, you dont work. I work. Yo, so let me come in real slow. Like 1, 2, I bet you thought you knew about the style we present, so intense cutting through with precision never watered down but youre bound to drizound coming around your town rocking a crowd with the sweetest sound you ever heard fool there arent no other You wanna talk shit I have your running for your mother Coming in quick you little bitch Throwing a brick up in your window to get your affection So pay attention, learn your lesson on this whole next session When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran Wait stop the beat a second Now bring it back again Catch 22 has come to bump your party and get you jumping and keep it bumping Nah forget about the bump, Im gonna go and blaze it up [Chorus] YoIm saying thats not right. Step back punk you aint got no place here... Im the one they call Perm so listen learn Gonna make you twist and turn with this beat that I kick it South River, Trax East Fuck with me youll be deceased 6 foot underground is where youll be to say the least East Coast Pride until I decide I come in strong gonna bust you in the eye My piece of pie is all Im looking for Gotta get the door I came to let you know All I rock is eckou Yo what up Bean (Yo what up bro) So let me finish this up quick cuz shit be getting thick So let me go out nice and slick Perm signing off so hand me my sticks Im not down with this motherfucking microphone shit. Yo dude, uh, you gonna sing the chorus' No dude I dont like singing the chorus. Just sing the hook. No, no, dude. Try that. No, I really dont... check it. Peace. [Chorus] Youd better recognize man, that aint right. Yo bump that man and get behind that table and sell that t-shirt. Its eight, I said eight, yo. Na, I dont think so. Its seven. Whatever, dude. Its the P-a-t-r-i-c-k with the t-h-c m d-m- a So listen while I wreck it Then listen to the record Check it wait another second this wont take all day Im the dank natty dread deep banana head Making a six string sing is hard done than said Cuz saying it and doing it just aint the same Theyre like fire and rain Its like night and day But at night or day in the AM or the PM You know Im hitting TM I call em like I see em So rewind the rhyme stick it in your eye and let the old school open your mind one time [Chorus] Yo I '' represent. No you aint busting no rhymes, man. The only thing thing busting is your ass if you dont sell those records & tapes, kid. I do my work. You ladies better run for cover, cuz Im the lyrical lover I stimulate and penetrate you like no other Im a hip-hop transformer, a sexual performer Best get out of my way Cuz Im turning the corner So let me start with my present Im the phat Illmont resident, getting more play than our current president Ladies start the bump Lets get the bass to thump Im Ian and Im calling out the motherfucking chumps Cuz Im badder than Darth Vader Im called the Terminator Lyrically you all know that Im the dominator Youre not ready for me and all that I bring cuz I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee So now you all know its true that the C22 crew is coming for you with a beat thats brand new Thats right cuz Im the big smooth and you be feeling my groove Yeah Im the motherfucker showing Jordan his moves. [Chorus] Yo Im not saying it again, I want props Yo you best step away from the mic before I get Ike Turner on your ass. Aw fuck You wanna get jumped chump punk' Come press your luck by our whole crew we all stone you, own you, for a while you just wasnt looking But what you gonna do' (Whoo, is that Mingus over there') Yeah you hear me talking Spitting out the candy for your ears Move your rears to this Ghetto booty shaking Taking it all and yo raking the dough in ho And me and my boys in 22 you just dont know we be pimping in the clubs with my man Jeff singing reggae dub with Perm, TM, Ian, and KG, Kirk E. Fresh, me Im Mingus and our boy J-E. Merch guys and roadies around the world this is your time so grab your girl Its time to show you what we do Were not your little tools TDE is down for me as I kick it old school. East coast Jersey represent dont fuck with me cuz you cant repent What you say will come back to you If you doubt me just test my crew Dont break my trust cuz Im no fool and you starting rumors doesnt make you cool Just a punk ass bitch with too much time and until you talked shit everything was fine But now its too late whats said is said, Youre getting fucked up this is the end. Biotch. [Chorus] Eight different members, eight different names, eight different mouths speaking eight different ways All common goals remain, still pigeon-hole status quo sucks cuz we havent changed [ No Love For The Roadie Lyrics ]
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