Cannibal Ox - A B-Boys Alpha Lyrics
[Vast Aire]My mother said, "You sucked my ***** when you came outDon't ever talk backI handed your life and I'll snatch it back"I'm just a latch key kid with a snotty noseHigh school drop outSpace, I'm around me whiteoutAnd I ain't dealin with no minimum wageI'd rather construct rhymes on a minimum pageCynical ways, cats sin for nickels these daysPulling the chrome outAnd you actin like pullin the chrome outHated the sound of grandma's cryin the crooked letterYou could hear it from the ground or when the sky thundersMade you wonder 'bout earlySunday morningRelatives dressed in black and they all mourningFlows be bangin in the paint, throwin elbowsMy first fight was me against five boroughsI lost my first witchBut remembered every detail of my first kissThat's that Bronx Tale blissThe holiest of holiesHip hop, it was '88Even at the age of 10, phrases levitateDrinkin Lil' Hug quarter watersDodgin stray slugs on the corner in that exact orderWhile you playin, death is what happensI found the passion in aerosol cans and hands clappinBackspins, microphones and cats rappinLinoleum and up rockers, the show shockersWho rip Lee patches off of impostersYou ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toyAnd it's gonna cost yaAnd that's my B-Boy Alpha*samples and scratches overlap*[Vordul]Straight outta the depths of hellReflect the sectAnd inhale the buddah wisdomEnvision and ? inscriptions of a mega spiritualismPaint a picture from the spiritualAnd seriously spit a lyricThat'll rip through a phsyical ligamentTrigger livin in these city limitsLimited with no money, goin through crazy minutesCrazy thinkin of back in the daysWhen blazin a lazy writtenBefore we was swallowin duces, poppin with goosesAnd rockin the bubble goosesTrouble lose kid, puffin a lucciHoppin off Huffy, stealin Marvel comics and water uzisAll of us canoeing through sewers with juvenile manueversCaught up in nooses from borders with troubleshootersOn corners where coppers'll hop outta Dunkin DonutsPoppin they gun and shoot usFor more of us aware ofThinkin Rudy Guili don't give a ***** ABOUT A MOULE!Got me woozy, sippin Kaluha's loosin my noodlesScrewed up in the two triple losersSprayin it live, b-boy grafitti alphaOut of rap-paloozaLooza, looza*samples and scratches until fade*
