# 1 Contender Lyrics

Verse 1

Sit back get close and listen don't need ya 20/20

This here for people who be counted few amongst the many,

Oh not just you but any can get Shand like Remy Remy

Get Brown like Jimmy Jimmy - James down now really, really. OHH

Commence to lockin' hip non-stop hop-rockin',

Yes-yes and it don't becuz we just so good to it,

Whatever you call it from Cali to Charlotte

We spit universal dialect and everybody

Grooves to it. (now who is this)

Shabach, the sponsor of course from them

Camp Quesos' and we can't stop makin' that

(Hook)

This that music-

That make you wanna stand up and throw

Your hands up and let the world just know what your made of

-this that music-

That for sees the dreams of young teens

Who've seen asking what does it all mean

-this that music-

The quick to box you in reach the unreach

And connect to them

-this that music-

That brings it full circle back round the

Table where the dirty be found

Verse 2

This is for the people unwilling to sink through

Pitfalls earthquakes that lay underneath you

Those who stand tall when others are afraid to

Rise up climb up when odds are against you

No matter what you been through what your

Now into this is faith music

So watch what we do with it-food for

Thought use it and let it just soak a bit
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Let yourself go like type of music

Verse 3

Shake your money maker, dance it for the Savior

Gonna be hotter later better tell ya neighbor (music)

That makes me wanna water them seeds

And bring harvest to a world of weeds

And give hope to a person in need and

Band aid to a heart that bleeds

But some of us aint up to speed,

Ya holla with a mic in ya hand that's just it

U just holla with a mic - (music! )

That makes me wanna slap ya back and have

Respect for this thang called rap,

You a chump not a champ you got monthly cramps,

Pretender I worship the #1 contender now

(Hook)

Verse 4

I spit gravy and grits makin your lady flip,

Shakin ya hips stay and be my baby,

Hip hop don't mean a thing to me lately it's so easy

It's like white magic Dj and 'dem slick keeping it greasy,

This weak industry feeding me so I'll shriek for infinity

Leaving ya vicinity grinning for freaks, bump the popular

I be poppin them like heat up on the poppy seeds

Dj controlling your mind, CQ we do ride and move

You and pin ya'll like voodoo dolls not use my

Mooshoo my tongues my pistol my life is my

Prizm my crystal my light's spectrum for Christ, so who

Do you like let me advise my Christ give me a high I'm feeling it now

Baby pa, so gather round little children gather round Dj Maj

CampQuest bring that funk to town - lets go!

(Hook)

(Vamp)

Throw up both of your hands to the #1 contender (4X)