Musical Stampede - Looptroop Rockers

Yes, yes

Looptroop, Wax Cabinet

Shit is so hot right now

I’m in the mic booth in nothing but my boxers

Just a little information for the ladies

On how we do it up in this, check it

Whatever I do over this beat is a hit 'cause it’s hot

However I sound, better believe that it’s hip to the hop

However you feel all my peeps, just lick off a shot

Whatever you do Embee, make sure the shit don’t stop

Yah, it’s murder on the dance floor, call the paramedics

Right now, or you won’t live to regret it

Outline the whole crowd in chalk when I spit talk

Slidin' through all the blood like a crip walk

Yeah, a lame ass metaphor

But say it better or shut the fuck up, 'cause

Like my man said «It's all about who kicks the lamest shit

And gets away with it, fool»

In this rap I’m all about havin' some fun with it

And burn till there’s no return like capital punishment

Promoe, on your FM dial

With Looptroop, mother effin' styles

From Sweden, bleedin' all over the cut

Female MC: s, I spread semen all over your butt

Male MC: s I knock out screaming' over you «What?

You must be dreamin', thinkin' you can fuck

With the Promoe» (Who?) Ahead of all heads

The Promoe, a dread among bald heads

With more hair and beard than you bargained for

Don’t f around 'cause my squad is raw

It’s Looptroop, the click is full proof

It’s Looptroop, too thick to shoot through

Bullets bouncin' off the boulevard to the beat

With my heart to the street man I’m hard to defeat

Without Embee you ain’t fuckin' with me

Without 10 G’s you ain’t fuckin' with him

Without him, no hits, you ain’t makin' a fuckin' cent

So fuckin' with us don’t make no motherfuckin' sense, motherfucker

And the shit don’t stop

However it sound, better believe that it’s hip to the hop

Whatever I say over the beat is a hit 'cause it’s hot

However you feel all my peeps, just lick off a shot

This goes out to all of those who been oppressed for too long

And don’t know where they belong, yo

This goes out to all my people who had enough

Of the chains and handcuffs, again

This goes out to all of those who been oppressed for too long

And don’t know where they belong, yo

This goes out to all my people who had enough

Of the chains and handcuffs

All right, we’re smaller than you, but we’re more than you

So we move faster, eat you whole before you shoot, yo

No time to gaze, bun them evil acts they do

They know my face, so run before they catch you too

You don’t want that, trust me, I’ve been to hell and back

But if you get caught, remember to tell them that

This music don’t back for nobody, retreat for nothin'

'Cause it’s the pulse of all the people strugglin'

The lifeline for the hopeless, the eyes of the blind

The underworld communication of our time

So rise and shine, they can’t eliminate the messages

Even if they kill us, can’t get us 'cause

The music’s too hot

However you feel all my peeps, just lick off a shot

Embee did it again, haters no like

But they gotta bounce to it 'cause the show’s so tight

Turn up the volume 'til the beat make the vinyl skip

No funny binniz, I repeat, we ain’t signing shit

Schlooks stay young and angry, horny, hungry, drunk and high

Sex junkies now

But I don’t want no medicine, want you to let me in

Mamita call him, tell him that you found a better friend

Your moms recommend you stay away from them

But I don’t blame you for kickin' it with the champion

From the dragons den, Vaxkabinetten

Spit fire at your management and tyin' up your president

I represent DVSG’s, cop any previous release

And recognize game, we feeding the streets

That musical stampede, (come on), follow my lead

Put your fist up in the air, let 'em know who we be

Whatever we say over the beat is a hit 'cause it’s hot

However it sound, better believe that it’s hip to the hop

However you feel all my peeps, just lick off a shot

Whatever you do Embee, make sure the shit don’t stop