Brother Ali - Whatcha' Got lyrics

First thing I wanna say is,

[Verse 1:]

I came in the door nineteen eighty four

Paint on the wall got chased by the law

Once got soul in the place full of flows

Was never given the zone had to create my own

As clean as the nose on my face that I placed on the stone

Had to stake my claim to the thrown

Ain't no mistaken the sacred in his tone

Ali the new name by which greatness is known

Ya'll act like seeing is a new sport

Your too inexperienced your teeth are too short

Every culture has a right to passage

You wanna bypass it and sell me your practice

One for the lunch money

I dont run from you punch-drunk dummies

I invite you all to come for me

I said I'd shot hungry when it wasn't sunny

I been here long after y'all are done humpin'

Talk to me when you've done somthing

Other than swing back n' forth from hating to nut pumping

No, all criticism isn't constructive

Some need to be destructed, your done with

And either you retire to the sideline

or imbrace this time, this rhyme with your eyes wide open

Shit won't have to earn them accolades

A-N-T gonna take you all back to phase one

[Chorus:]

Yes Yes y'all you dont stop

Now come alive A-N-T and give me what you got

Brother Ali rock shock the house we most definitely

We bout to turn shit out y'all

A yes yes y'all and you dont dare stop

Well come alive A-N-T and give me what you got

Brother Ali rock shocking the house we most definitely

[scratching:] (the way I feel now I just got to rock)

[Verse 2:]

Ya'll ain't heard nothing I gave you your first lesson

From what you discussin' over the percussion you

Never compare to me

You a parent tearin, repeating what you hear fly through the airwaves

carelessly

The meaning get lost in translation

You a copy of the authors first page

Counterfeit money, only get it in small denomination

You'll never be prominent - face it your imitation

Equal sacrament, sea bass generic ass

Sprayin' through closed concerts simulacrum

We used to distribute our music ourselves

Our records shouldn't even be held on the same shelve

Its bad enough they put y'all with 'rock the bells'

Clean shaven culture we're best to be involved in it

Ya'll will sqaunder in it

No need to think for a minute by pushing limits

you can see a pond to fish in

And you will get strangled by your lines

Whether your anger lingers sayin' ryhmes in due time

Send your dues back to shoe shines and clip them coupons

fuck you and fuck the lie to you open your brew on

You slither out from under a rock

and then present yourself for something you not

But brother you jock

Try true hip hop Preston forgot

Swing it on the first fight and mother fucker I spot

Why the fuck, not!

I would love nothing more than to bust your box

and blood clot a porn spot

Three things I got I love'em alot

Do anything to protect them from the vultures of block

Hover above on the block, you mother fuckers better not

[Chorus:]

Yes Yes y'all you dont dare stop

Now come alive A-N-T and give me what you got!

Brother Ali rock shock the house most definitely

We gonna turn your doubt y'all

Yes yes y'all you dont dare stop

Well come alive A-N-T and give me what you got!

Brother Ali rock shock the house most definitely

We bout to turn you out y'all

[Verse 3:]

The champion is back with his man again

Crack the book open and fill another chapter in

And we just wont stop come alive rhymesayer give me what you got Ah!

[scratching til fade: 'the way I feel I just got to rock']

Thanks to MavrickARMD for these lyrics