At the Party Macklemore
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*Door Bell Rings*
[Verse 1]
I walked in with a pimp strut
… “What up?”
Door man’s like, “You on the list?”
I’m like, “Shiiii…
I should be there… like after the L’s”
He said it’s too early to tell
“Fuck it, go ahead.”
Afrika Bambaataa
Kool Herc was looping the break beat
Rocksteady was breakin’
That’s what’s up
Gave Scott La Rock dap
Proceeded up to the bar one Taki 183 and flat black was tight on the wall
Eddie Pint was with Dante
And went to bomb broadway
Sugarhill, Run-D.M.C. were kickin' raps
Busta and the Beasties came in, drinking brass monkeys
Bumrushed the show, hopped on stage then
A whole bunch of white dudes opened the door and came in
After Ed Lover, Dr. Dre then Big Daddy Kane
Said there ain't no half steppin', walk this way
Went to the next room had the 90's on it, "hell yeah"
Ayo it smell like chronic
Hella juice & gin
I grab my cup, try to fill it to the brim
Somebody said "Ayo, you ain't chipped in? I'm playing nephew, go ahead"
Ice Cube was choppin' it up
With MC Ren and Quik was playing the cuts
I saw Eazy, Spice 1, and King Tee
Bloods and Crips talkin shit and straight schemin’
Olde English, Starter caps, and gold daytons
Gold-plated, hearing Bones, Jheri curl activator
And the party started crackin
And this dude in the background who looked familiar started dancing...
But I don't know he seemed dope
The whole party was like he hadn't rapped in the east coast
[Verse 1]
I walked in with a pimp strut
… “What up?”
Door man’s like, “You on the list?”
I’m like, “Shiiii…
I should be there… like after the L’s”
He said it’s too early to tell
“Fuck it, go ahead.”
Afrika Bambaataa
Kool Herc was looping the break beat
Rocksteady was breakin’
That’s what’s up
Gave Scott La Rock dap
Proceeded up to the bar one Taki 183 and flat black was tight on the wall
Eddie Pint was with Dante
And went to bomb broadway
Sugarhill, Run-D.M.C. were kickin' raps
Busta and the Beasties came in, drinking brass monkeys
Bumrushed the show, hopped on stage then
A whole bunch of white dudes opened the door and came in
After Ed Lover, Dr. Dre then Big Daddy Kane
Said there ain't no half steppin', walk this way
Went to the next room had the 90's on it, "hell yeah"
Ayo it smell like chronic
Hella juice & gin
I grab my cup, try to fill it to the brim
Somebody said "Ayo, you ain't chipped in? I'm playing nephew, go ahead"
Ice Cube was choppin' it up
With MC Ren and Quik was playing the cuts
I saw Eazy, Spice 1, and King Tee
Bloods and Crips talkin shit and straight schemin’
Olde English, Starter caps, and gold daytons
Gold-plated, hearing Bones, Jheri curl activator
And the party started crackin
And this dude in the background who looked familiar started dancing...
But I don't know he seemed dope
The whole party was like he hadn't rapped in the east coast
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