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Ultimate
558
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ultimate fue lanzado el 8 de octubre de 2002 por Fat Beats Records como parte del álbum 1st Class
album cover
Álbum1st Class
Fecha de lanzamiento8 de octubre de 2002
Sello discográficoFat Beats Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM89

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Large Professor
Large Professor
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
W.P. Mitchell
W.P. Mitchell
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Large Professor
Large Professor
Producción
Pablo Puente
Pablo Puente
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Yo, I take your brain on a freestyle excursion
Cuttin things up, ask P I'm his surgeon
Hip hop emergency, yeah, it's kind of urgent
Rapprers getting all washed up in their detergent
But I'm still fresh and my lyrics is strong
I like Mary Jane girls all night long
I tale the metal back, Colt gave you the gun
Then tell Chuck Berry how I rate your song
To mess with the best, reach inside your purses
Put that money on the men with live verses
Top to the bottom, bottom to top I
Make the rest look drunk like a bottle of vodka
In the alley way, bent, leaning over the stoope
Used to roll with my beats now I roll in the coupe
With the quickness, quick mix without the relic
If it's anything good I'm about to grab it
One, two, one, two
One, two y'all, one, two, one, two
One, two y'all, it's the ultimate shit
That you got to go get with the **** legit
You listen to a hardcore legend of rap
With the doller sign rhyme and a five star track
I travel the scenes all across the world
Even Mexico bustin that Charles Suprero
And ther's no jokes, large coast to coast
Listen to grown folks, while you takin your toast
I be straight like that bent line juming out genuine
Automobile with the back seat climb
Straight captain of the south and the north
And I ride trough the streets so I care for law
Better stay on, **** be writing with crayon
I type in the laptop, quick to spray on
Like crylon, dvd made out of nylon
With the ribbon, kill them with that Larry Bird weapon
Hot now ever since when I was warm
I was telling y'all I would take the world by storm
Now it's on
One, two y'all, one, two, one, two
One, two y'all
It's just rhymes
Written by: W.P. Mitchell
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