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Give It to Ya

The joy of children laughing

These are the makings12 it's like this Little Brother, Pete Rock

Another sure shot, another banger

'Soul Survivor, Part II' for me and you, let's get itI wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

I wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, babyYo, master of ceremony, controlled territory

It's Tay, the mad journalist always trying to write a better story

And laying tracks 'cause it's better for me

Calm but predatory, sun niggaz even when the weathers stormyMy crew is down to do whatever for me

Got my back like scoliosis when I'm handling mine

Find it hard, though to manage my time

Between the gaming and rhymes, without severing my family tiesBut yo, that's what happens when the world is loving you

Groupies skipping pills with ill plans of fucking you

A high price for fame that's non-refundable

All in the hopes of one day coming out with a double UI know it sound crazy, right?

Even though it's hard sometimes I still got to stay in the mix

It's Pete Rock on the snare drums and laying the kicks

And on the real I wouldn't trade it for shit

Let's get it up right now, come onI wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

I wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, babyI got the magna rocks still heating up the spot

P.R. and L.B. got that shit for blocks

Hip hop when we walk, hip hop when we talk

You can hear it our slang and see the New YorkWe bought back 94 when the music was pure

Everybody made jams 93' and before

Hearing 'Illmatic' first on the trip to the store

Lost my mind but I knew it was

That we had to work toward forwardOn we move now, my life is the roof

Putting the pen to the pad when it's time to spread news

Daily digesting some more wack shit

Mother-fuckers better stick to the script

We need you back JayY'all dudes know now we not for play

You want it funky, come around my way

(For Real)

You can choose to rock or choose to roll

I chose Pete 'cause he got the soul

Yeah, let's get it going y'allI wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

I wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, babyKing cobra rapper crew

Ill Capitan, never roll a foot solider

We push over, you pushovers

Lil' pussies need to douche overMass and Gills, Scott hare will make em' gush over

Pussy and poetry, two things that's good for ya

We rock hard just like the hood told us

That fake shit I never could show you

We ought to keep it true and authenticIn they videos trying to walk wit it

L.B. put the street talk in it

From right now till the day that we forfeit it

Just making sure that y'all get it in time to put my heart in it

Little Brother crushing all gimmicks, like whatI wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

I wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, babyI wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

I wanna rock with you

So get on the floor with me

I wanna give it to ya, baby

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