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Correct Drop Tha Bass Lyrics
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Correct Drop Tha Bass
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(Here I go again, y'all...) [Verse 1: MC Zappa] The bass will hit you with the force of a boxer's punch 'Cuz it's mad fresh; you ain't gots to front You know that I'm guaranteed to rock the stands And make you (clap-clap-clap ya hands!) The beat's too ill; you need Lysol to disinfect Step up to me, and you might all be gettin' wrecked You know the rhyme is rougher than concrete And the sound of the drum will become your new heartbeat Beats are phatter than cholesterol So who wanna step up; who's next to fall? I increase the gain and release the pain With the algorithm, the sound'll hit 'em wit' venom Rest in pieces 'cuz he's over and done wit' Suffered insanity the moment the drums hit And his fate got sealed like a Zip-Loc He shoulda known not to mess wit' Bit-Hop Word; I separate the wheat from the chaff Gettin' mad digits, so I'm a geek with the math 'Cuz ya girl knows how hard the drums be When it comes to droppin' the bass, I'm straight clumsy [Chorus] (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop-drop-drop the bass [Verse 2: MC Zappa] C'mon, girl; I know you wanna move ya feet You can't possibly resist 'cuz the groove is ssweet Honey, you know soul is my ace in the hole Fortune 500 favors the brave and the bold Abracadabra, alakazam MC Zappa's the man who be stackin' the bands 'Cuz I'm makin' beats all the time just to rap upon Yo, I'm runnin' the world like a marathon My crowd faded the outdated flash in the pan Zappa's the man, so catch if you can The numbers of suckas get reduced and mitigated When they hear the style that I produced and innovated For lack of a better word, this rappin' ya never heard Is called "Bit-Hop", and you know that it's got Much more than just a mere modicum of heavy soul Yo, I'm doin' my thing like Eddie Bo I'm mad radioactive like a gamma ray 'Cuz I'm doin' things the MC Zappa way Makin' all the ladies jump like a trampoline Pump the tambourine, and drop the bass! [Chorus] (scratched) Drop-drop-drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass [Verse 2: MC Zappa] At first you was big and bad and you wanted to fight But when you saw me, you said you'd call it a night Yo, you're way off track; you need to lay off rap Before I slam dunk these damn punks wit' RAM funk Suckas beware because I ain't no lightweight When I start to rock, the microphone might break Big Zappa spit raps over lit tracks Yo, I be breakin' 'em off like a Kit-Kat Results are gruesome like Despicable Me I'm spillin' debris, when I go on a lyrical spree I shoot the gift and a curse when I'm spittin' the verse When I'm done, what's left of you won't even fit in a hearse I got the qualifications for rockin' the nation I'm already OP; no modifications So crab MCs get beat like a hand drum Tryna retaliate wit' a rhyme, but it can't come Ya couldn't make the cut; you're not a Ginsu Remained mentally celibate ever since you lost All hell breaks loose when I flip the switch You get the bass dropped on ya like the Wicked Witch [Chorus] (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop-drop-drop--- (scratched) Drop the bass (scratched) Drop-drop-drop the bass (scratched) Drop-drop-drop--- (scratched) Drop-drop-drop the bass [Keyboard solo]
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