Chubb Rock

Chubb Rock - Mr. Rock lyrics

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Ha-haa, a bass intro

That's right





Back-back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today





For those who don't know the name

Or can't distingush the rame

It's the legendary Chubbsta who was arround when Jane

Was arround Eric and P

For something on that LIE homie

The bass of A Tribe Called Quest with

Hip-hop at that time was mentaly older

Had lyrical soldiers, KRS was the holder of the bolders

The mortals of Latin Quarter had no time for nickle and dimes

We need to go on +Great Adventures+ with Ricky D rhymes

I'm the biggest fan of this rougish gonra

Exec's will con ya while the regiments will be on you to harm ya

If you disrespect the microphone on check

Put 'em in a yoke and snap his neck and rip a 60 minute set

I will arive before the sampagne wishes

The caviar dishes

Chicken of... witch is P.E.'s +Gratest Misses+

When you meat and the movement I win

Getting stoped, it kills me but it was the birth of Mr. Rock-Rock





Back-back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today

Back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today





... in the hearse of themes

For a positive verse at this point I settle for one lace with a curse

All eyes are blue to the one that acts rod

Brilliant deep rooted talents somehow gets mold

Can I tackle this beast to ass

To calm the savage beast is a simple tentask

I am the best thing since sliced wheat bread

The anger in my-am turns graffit to led

We're on

Script nothing but black thought

Educated ghetto street want to meet me

Pure knowledge the sense flows through the smirkings

Touch my hand you start to shape like

I am what I am and what I am is the man

Never take it in vain but my man... but damn

I'm the lyrical all that hits the BS

Can't stop it bores me

And they call me Mr. Rock-Rock-Rock ya don't stop





Back-back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today

Back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today





This is the 5th LP and this big kid is still alive

He is the shit like Windows 95 sharp like a zip drive

I've brought my tounge and it's high sprung ego

Everywhere he go, we go, you know

I am still in tune with the rhythm

Clinton in the prez' but I voted for Sherly Chizm

The memory is erratic it snaps like elastic

Rap needs no doctor though some of the members are pedeatrican

That is fantastic it leaves room for adults

Crate diggers, beat freaks or lyrical goats

And I'm all three, it's me three time fold

The some of the parts must equal the whole

And some are measuring their words with nothing but gold

And platinum for those who sold

Is it the true art form or you can form for the not

I'm the artist of the year

And they call me Mr. Rock-Rock-Rock you don't stop





Back-back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today

Back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today

Keepin it real

Keepin it real

Keepin it realBack-back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel

Feel it today

Back in the day

Keepin it real, so you can feel










                   
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