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DEFARI lyrics : "Yes, Indeed!"

[Talking:]
[E:] Hey Defari, what's goin' down man?
[D:] Hey yo what's up E-Swift

[E:] Ah man, nuttin' much, i'm just sittin' here chillin' man
sippin on somethin', tryin' to figure out why the $#&@
everybody in hip-hop is so confused these days, man

[D:] Man, brothers walkin' around confused cuz' they get so many
confusing images
[E:] I know man, they don't know which way to take this music, man

they forgot the real purpose of this %#@!, man, we about
to let them know, right now


The amount of time it takes me to write a hundred rhymes
Be about the amount it takes you to count a thousand dimes
It's all a hundred, like hundred yards i'm scorin'

Like hundred dollar bills that I chill for cool storin'
Or storage, mad ^!$$%s rhymes straight be pourage
Straight soup, we be that protein that get up in yo' splein

Uh, make you clench ya' teeth
Hard work pays in many ways, seven days a week
Hard beats, E-Swift magnifique for the streets

And Defari Herut, true lyrically complete
This (singing) perfect combination
Firmly holdin' down firm ground for future generations

Quick to lace 'em, these super-heavyweights
And just when you think that it's over we regenerate
Like gamma, from ninja scroll, we everywhere like cable

Steady watch these card table emcees fold

Yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the century

Yet still i remain a true Likwit emcee
And now you wonder why most definately
[scratches] i'm keepin it hardcore for the hardcore

[Repeat]

The skills i posess are never less than real

My thoughts are concrete, plus hard like steel
My ^!$$%s know how i feels (what?)
Yo, i was born to rotate and get juggled on Technic wheels

They say hold it down 'fari, hold it down
I say "Don't worry baby, I'm ready for another round"
Whether it's a rhyme, or whether it's a drink

Me and the mic go together like paper and ink, in perfect sync
With every raw-deal beat
A lot of ^!$$%s run a couple laps, i'm runnin' track meets

The fighter pilot, put the mic to the test
I walk the streets without a bodyguard or bulletproof vest


No stress indeed hip-hop has changed through the century
Yet still i remain a true Likwit emcee
And now you wonder why most definately

[scratches] i'm keepin' it hardcore for the hardcore
[Repeat]


[E:] That's exactly what i'm talkin' about man,
know what i'm sayin',real lyrics, real beats
man, %#@!'s raw from the streets, %#@! that got us here today

is gonna' get us over tomorrow, man,
man you gotta kick some more %#@!, man $#&@ that
[D:] It ain't over


Ay yo, quench ya thirst with this lyrical burst
In the form of a verse i'll rehearse

Somebody get a nurse, for this wack emcee, got bad injuries
$#&@in' with the D-to the-E-F-A-da-R-Iced
rimmy-type star be at the bar

I recollect, then i French connect with Grand Moniar
Or Moniet, this ^!$$% Herut from LA
City of the Golden State, land of the sunny days

Too many ^!$$%s actin' funny ways
Money plays a big part when suddenly mixed with jumpin' change
They rearrange they whole immagery, they chemistry

Photography, they movie-make type, auto-biography
Hey yo i'm not impressed or startled
I roll with the black John McClane and blast full throttle

With a bottle of Hen i worldwind
Defari in this with fitness until the very end
And even then i'll begin again
A lyrical tri-athlete here to shine through the millenium


Yes indeed, hip-hop has changed through the century
Yet still i remain a true Likwit emcee
And now you wonder why most definately
[scratches] i'm keepin' it hardcore for the hardcore
[Repeat x3]


[scratches mixed with chorus till fade]

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