Lyrics
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
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 emcees I spread semen all over your butt
Male emcees I knock out screaming' over you: What
You must be dreamin' thinkin' you can fuck
With the Promoe — ahead of all heads
The Promoe — a dread among bald heads
With more hair and beard than you bargained for
Don’t f around cus 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
Alright 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'
Cus 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 cus'
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 cus 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 — Waxkabinetten!
Spit fire at your management and tying 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, and let em know who we be!
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
