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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,752
Peak in subgenre #2,042
Author
Drunken Camp
Uploaded
June 24, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Collaboration involving 6 emcees from Drunken Camp
Lyrics
Methodless:
Right - we party tonight and let our frustrations out.
With beer on me, Gwen Stefani - you know there's no
doubt. Gotta make it count, a member from the Emrald
Isle, Coleen ma, Coleen on ma - I'll win you over with
a smile. Aquitted through a trial, my duty is Creat
Galor. Make you jump and scream for more, if more is
less and less is more imagin how much more would be.
So come and be with me/ we're gonna see the world you
see. And we're gonna be so free cos I'm rolling with
the best but starting off this motherfucker you know
it's Methodless...
Linguistic:
Albino on the mic / I'm a one man gang
Irrelevant the melanin or lack of it just try to retain
The information that I'm raising to your attention
the elevated sounds of Linguistic
I drop a verse without a curse
you know I gotta rehearse
immerse the worst in fire I spit
the first to get the party started right
ya know, the right to light a fire under the tailside of a parasite
(Hook)
MPK:
I stay crunk eighty percent of the time
The other twenty I spend spittin out my rhymes
My pen as a mack 10 and my mind as my nine
We architects of intricate design
Flowin straight from the Drunken Camp
I go by MPK but I'm better known as Amp
Loud is how we stay with the sound
Bursting forth as a Movement and rockin the crowd
Blowin it up like a mushroom cloud
Tonghill:
I connect two lines and form bonds like peptide
It's the T to the O the N and then G
An MC, I pick up the mic and drop bombs
See I never said that I was the best, but now I will
'Cause I make kills, take kills, quickly and calmly
Effortless, or so it seems when your dreams
All become realities fulfilled through me
'Cause I, pick up the mic and I spit a few lines
Then I put it back down when I'm done with mine
(Hook)
MKZ:
Its m k cuz I’m known to rip flows
My style’s versatile from a thousand houses
The killer emcee you aroused from the dead
Like a house of dread from the brows to your head
My flow’s slaughter you like the music to your head
We climb to the top, riding stallion horses
The force we combat, drops on contact
Break jaws on contact, straight from ONG BAK
Xerostatus:
it¡¯s the -- X to the S T A and T U S
every line is designed to bring you into it
Cause the movement began Çϳª, µÑ, ¼Â [one two three]
Count up to this man, grab a mic and your set
±×³ª¸¦ ±â¿ªÇì Àå³â [i remember that day, last year...] august I remember
looked it up in google then i became a member
Hope to be a future rhyma' (futurama) like my name was bender
I was a rookie then but now another contender
so this here is the drunken camp collab
its more sick shit than a drunken man passing gas
