Make It Fast (Unadulterated Mix) J Dilla (Ft. Diz Gibran)

[Intro: J Dilla & Rob Raindorf]
Yo, it's the station jamming for you baby
Hannibal
Yeah, she talks fast, roof roof, haha
What if I want to do the sound of the six?
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
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Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast

[Interlude: J Dilla & David Essex]
J.D. in the studio with continuous music
Eno ho evif tniop enin
Hey, kid, rock and roll?
Rock on, ooh, my soul
Hey kid, you boogie too? Did ya?
Hey, shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey, kid, rock and roll? Rock on

[Verse 1: Diz Gibran]
Yeah, and I shout
Name's Diz, I'm at the top of the pile
And like a new sensation I'm the talk of the town
Just admiring the ladies out walking around
At first I line 'em up and then I'm knocking 'em down
Now, I can stand out and hand out remarkable style
Or I could just blend in like I'm part of the crowd
Got my family and friends all watching me proud
Colorful personality but far from a clown
I might hit the spot and bop a bit
Meet a broad, pop some shit
But game's to be sold I was told, so I auction it
No bargaining, this session is stole
That road's out of the way and my direction is known
I throw it out, they go and catch it like they fetching a bone
Swear this shit is so easy that no effort is shown
On a road less traveled so I step it alone
Out to collect what I'm owed then go rest in my throne
Get brine mu'fuckers, yeah, I'm starving like a motherfucker
Keep getting larger 'til I'm charging like a mu'fucker
Ain't another brother closer to winning
And when I see something I want then I go get it
Looking for that