Easy Back It Up - Styles of Beyond

Easy Back It Up - Styles of Beyond
Written by：Takbir Bashir/Malik Taylor/Colton Fisher
It was 11:33 just waking up to write
Got plans to meet my man at the jam tonight
Got a call from tiger Chan he said Whassup take
Yo my car broke down meet me at the bus stop
What time about five I'll be ready when I'm done
4:22 turn twenty one so you know
Threw on my shades to block the rays from the sun
I stepped out the door and now my day's begun
So I'm walking down the block think about that girl Britney
Knowing that I'm going to the club to get tipsy
If I step out of line would she soon forget me
I don't know I'm dazed and confused like a hippie
Waiting on the corner for the four door Honda
Picked me up with the switch seat recliner
Yo I hear the horn blowing from these girls behind us
I turned around to look and they got all obnoxious
They recognize the face can we get your autograph
Yo I turned back to Ryu and we started to laugh
We got a show to do tonight that's what I yelled out the window
They pulled up on the side with a pen and pad for info
One had pretty eyes with the buttermilk complexion
So I ran it down the line with the directions yo
Every time we got a jam to make
We make sure the beat knocks we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight we packing the place
It's the S O B put the needle on the plate
What what what what
Put the needle on the plate
Uhh uhh
Put the needle on the plate
Yeah uh
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Stepping out in style three dimensional light beams
Knight queens and club kings swingeing hype cling
Tripping over bottles of Moet on my way to the dance floor
Pan thers freaking my folklore
My bloody roar buddy deplore cunning game to transform
And trap a dame flat in nine seconds we take aim
Change to battle beast that'll cease any attempt
In petty offensive diss to my click
We move quick you might not even recognize my presence
Thirty second assassination sedation weapon
Step into the club all these thugs wanna shoot me
Because I'm well known at the spot they call me roofies
Hitting hard rocks when I travel through veins
And wake up in three days not remeberin thangs
The reign of the poetry prince of darkness the martian
Stompin from California to Boston lost in space
So take caution face the facts harken
Eagle talon attack pack it up often
Audio abortion distortion offense
Corporate decaptitated three headed horsemen
Shredded portions of serial murder endorsement
Course across clubs and fold my armed forces
Every time we got a jam to make
We make sure the beat knocks we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight we packing the place
It's the S O B put the needle on the plate
What what what what
Put the needle on the plate
Uhh uhh
Put the needle on the plate
Yeah uh
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait wait wait wait
Wait back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait wait wait wait wait wait
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
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Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up
Wait back it up hup easy back it up