Give 'Em A Sample chords by Too Kool Posse
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Now I'm gonna sit down and let the
rhythmn spark a brain cell
Spontaneous the way that I dwell
And to the beat like a predator,
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the stage is my habitat
When I'm at war mic becomes a battle axe
I write the lingo to hype up this single
I make you fever for the
flavor like Pringles
Design a rhyme like a strategist
When I plan the attack all
the suckers get mad at this
To prove the point that Tone
is on the uprise
He'll drop a beat so Marquis
can improvise
Super vocal, the hyped up dopefiend
If I was meant to flow, I'd flow upstream
To show an MC that my
approach is different
No beating around the bush cause I'm
straight up business
Reactin like molecules
to cause your friction
Tone is my producer, Kay does the mixin
Right on time I intertwine
with the rhyme
I let the beat flow smooth so
I can add the bassline
I get the cue for me to give an example
Yo Kay, get quick on the mix,
Interlude 1
give em a sample
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Verse 2
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As a wise man said,
you have to prove you're worthy
That's why I grab the mic
and I show no mercy
Get straight to the point like
steel to a magnet
Time to detonate,
watch for the fragments
I take rhymes, stick em to the beat,
he's pitchin
The rap Bo Jackson's
up and I'm hittin
You a homerun that's
pumpin to the maximum
No time to slow down,
so I'ma add some
Style and techniques by one
rhymer and a DJ
We're sittin on the world,
listenin to the replay
Runnin backtracks, never eat a
bowl of Sugar Smacks
Cause when I rhyme I'm a
potent aphrodisiac
Makin your hormones
quicken with the blend
I take a pause on a break
and let the rhymes flow in
Slow like a thunder cloud, inconspicuous
For me to grab the crowd,
make a sap look ridiculous
The art of war is to conquer all obstacles
For this soldier nothin is impossible
My pulse rate quickens when
it's time to unwind
Just gimme the mic and it's showtime
Verse 3
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Track three, yo Tone,
what you're doin?
Pump up the bass,
I feel a brainstorm brewin
And that's when it's time to
come smooth like satin
It's the bottom of the ninth,
I'll do the battin
I'm sittin and waitin with a
rhyme on a enema tongue
Like a viper ready to strike one
Down, and leavin no wounds intent to
And 911, homebody, cannot help you
When I let the DJ spark my combustion
And all the words form from the
pen I'm clutchin
Down on line paper, the newest rap caper
Who rhymes like a bystander
with this tape of
Paragraphs, sentences,
words and adjectives
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Combine it all togetheer on lyrics is
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what's happenin
Marquis's shinin with the
sparkle of a dope rope
And I'm winnin, make the suckers hope
To ever try to get it or even want it
But only the chosen few could ever flaunt it
In ways that pays for things
that are material
Barin a course straight for
your cerebral
Membrane, or audible organ
Or should I say our eardrum
to change the slogan
The term which explains why the
DJ's scratchin
It's because of the drum
and his allergic reaction
To the suckers on the sideline
who need an example
Yo Kay, get quick with the mix,
Outro 1
give em a sample
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Give 'Em A Sample
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