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Main Source - Just Hanging Out (1991)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Main Source
Main Source
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Mckenzie
Kevin Mckenzie
Composer
Shawn McKenzie
Shawn McKenzie
Songwriter
William P. Mitchell
William P. Mitchell
Composer

Lyrics

I'm just hangin' out... I'm just hangin' out... I'm mainly known for the rough raps But kids steal my lyrics like hubcaps And eat 'em like stacks of flapjacks like rugrats HEY, and I get busy over unknown traps While the next man flaps his lids like Parkay I'm skilled in the field, so slide to the side I make a rapper cry, cause I can get some shuteye While he's having hard times writing rhymes So he gnaws on my metaphors and dines on my lines Which is the reason why I like to hang out and Hustle with my friends, to get away from pens And copiers, so I'm Corona bound To check Drew, a.k.a. Doc tha Butcher and what's going down And Joe with the Jetta, enables us to get around town He's a clown Other than that I'm with Joe Burgos Watch an old Black Caesar flick for kicks Jump in the Wagoneer we're outta here without an idea where But usually we wind up there I go over K-Cut's block, cause raw cuts is what he blends Check it, and I like to hang out, and hustle with my friends Yo, I'm just hangin' out With my friends I'm just hangin' out And I be up in Mt. Vernon, peacin', with CL Smooth and Pete Rock Making beats that are sharper than cleats With my man Griffy Griff from the Cafe Black Rose Checkin out videos And I speak with my man Ralik On the problems of the weak dumb and meek, my man's deep Like the kid from the Bridge named the rapper Nas Me and G collect money in bars And I run through discotheques like sound Royal Rich is profound, yellin' free James Brown We rustle, up to the discotheque and Hustle up a storm in a swarm like we on form Nobody can get with the whereabouts Cause we're out shuffling feet without a shadow of a doubt From Flushing to the streets of New York and back Freshly dipped off the rack, but not the Van Grack In the park making plans for the night Everything's right, taking it light Preparing for the festivities to begin And everyday seems like a day from the weekend The cooling never ends (Yo the science at the Powerhouse tonight baby) (Word I'm with that) (Always the Powerhouse) Nah but ain't never your house! (I like my house!) And I like to hang out and hustle with my friends
Writer(s): Paul Mitchell, Kevin Mckenzie, Shawn Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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