Listen to My Definition of a Boombastic Jazz Style by Dream Warriors

My Definition of a Boombastic Jazz Style

Dream Warriors

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

What the fuck is this? My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other? Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all Once again with a new blend, so telephone a friend (Yo, dude, I just got this new song, it's dope man) Compact disc to the prime is optimist Fans or friends, I'm universally cosmic Concrete jungles abound Stand by the speakers You're smothered and covered up in the sound You stand strong, as you pump your fist I'm talkin' all that jazz Now, what's my definition? My definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition is this, my definition When I kick rhymes, there's somethin' said to do damage Skin so strong, even Superman needs a hand So bob your head-dread, as I kick the funk flow This rhyme is subliminal, yet, you don't think so I walk with a gold cane, a gold brain, and no gold chain Behind the truth lies, there lies a para fix In the mix is where Dream Warriors go Define if you will but I know so, there is no definition My definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition is this, my definition Rhyme, though I know it's a flow, it's just like a poet Your definition of me is definitely wrong Why must I try to lie and build an alibi? When all you ask is just for me to be me Replace a replaceable, replacement with this Relax, relax, relaxation boombastic My name is King Lu (Mine is Capital Q) Bags of mostly water search to find my definition My definition, my definition, my definition My definition is this (My definition) My definition, my definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition is this, my definition I sought beauty through the dust of strife I sought meaning to my music addiction Arise, awaken, we have need to reverse A plague has befallen us, no time to rehearse This rhyme speaks, it's speakin', has spoken This rhyme will not change things It needs to be changed in a hearse You find caskets in my rhyme baskets of rhyme Your definition can define, then, what's my definition? My definition, my definition My definition is this (My definition) My definition, my definition, my definition My definition is this My definition, my definition is this, my definition Yo, where'd everybody go?
Writer(s): Quincy Jones, Richard Barrington Rodwell, Louie Constantine Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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