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Buckshot Lefonque - Samba Hop lyrics
Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm
 Bebop converted in a hip hop form
 (Repeat)
 Visions of a musical plateau
 Thoughts fill my mind
 So I draw back and take aim
 Lyrical shots blast through the darkness
 When I spark this
 I leave an undescribable blood stain
 Hold fast, no need to panic
 There's no slipping or sliding to the other side
 I know who I am
 You know who you are
 Leave it at that
 As we go on a historical joy ride
 No need for brakes
 No need for gas
 For now we're living in a brand-new era
 As long as you're doin' it the way that you wanna
 Just forget about those threats of terror
 They're irrelevant
 My element of rap goes back-to-back
 With anyone who has doubts
 That my rhyme skill
 Helps minds build
 While lines fill
 and that's what it's all about
 Well I'll be
 Can you see what I see
 Someone took it to a whole new level
 and as I thinkBuckshot Lefonque - Samba Hop - http://motolyrics.com/buckshot-lefonque/samba-hop-lyrics.html
 My mind's on the brink
 Some consider me as a rebel
 A rap devil
 Controlled by society
 The variety wants to see what I'll do to react
 So, I ease the pain
 Third eye lets it rain from the brain all over the track
 So my cause is to find flaws and correct them
 Dissect them
 Fill me a note that I wrote
 That clears and clean the throat
 Final antidote
 Reachin' in my bags of tricks
 I need to fix
 Gettin' ready for Armageddon
 There's a villian in my adrenaline dressed in blood
 And you never wanna let 'em see you sweating
 What's you bettin'
 'Cause the race is beginning to set
 Gunshots let you know when to ride
 Yippe kay yeah
 Hopin' I say something that's wack
 But I got just more than my pride
 So, as I release
 The mark of the beast is erased from the back of
 my head
 Can't bear the fact
 Wanna come attack a man that's black
 But I'm leaving all the negative fed
 It's dead
 Buckshot Lefonque Samba Hop











