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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pharcyde
The Pharcyde
Performer
Beastie Boys
Beastie Boys
Sampled Artist
Bootie Brown
Bootie Brown
Vocals
Fatlip
Fatlip
Vocals
Imani
Imani
Vocals
Mwalk
Mwalk
Scratches
Slimkid3
Slimkid3
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emandu Wilcox
Emandu Wilcox
Songwriter
Derrick Stewart
Derrick Stewart
Songwriter
Romye Robinson
Romye Robinson
Songwriter
T. Hardson
T. Hardson
Songwriter
James Yancey
James Yancey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony Walker
Anthony Walker
Recording Engineer
Bryan Davis
Bryan Davis
Recording Engineer
Gary Wallis
Gary Wallis
Recording Engineer
J Dilla
J Dilla
Producer
James Mansfield
James Mansfield
Recording Engineer
Paul Arnold
Paul Arnold
Mixing Engineer
Rick Clifford
Rick Clifford
Recording Engineer
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Let me freak the funk, obsolete is the punk That talks more junk than Sanford sells I jet propel at a rate, that complicate their mental state As I invade their Masquerade, they couldn't fade with a clipper blade 10 years in the trade is not enough, you can't cut it I let you take a swing, and you bunted for an easy out I leave emcees with doubt of exceeding My name is Bootie Brown and I'm proceeding, leading They try to follow, but they're shallow and hollow I can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle of O.E They have no key or no clue To the game at all, now they washed up Hung out to dry Stand there looking stupid, wondering why (Why man?) It was the fame (fame), that they tried to get Now they walking around talkin' about represent And keep it real, but I got to appeal 'Cause they existing in a fantasy when holding the steel Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Rock-a-bye baby Listen to your heartbeat pumping to a fine Ravine of all things it's a vain of a shrine All missions impossible are possible, 'cause I'm Headed for a new sector 365 Days from now, I'll wipe the sweat from my eye And each and every true will stick or fall from the skies Of my cloud nine From homies all the way to chicks, no matter how fine Controlling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind You hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying Tear after tear in the puppet man's hands Every time you take a stance you do the puppet man's dance And the world's at a standstill, deep in broken-man's-ville Trapped in the moat with an anvil, still Killing yourself (uh-huh), and dogging ya health You ain't amphibious, so grab a hold of yourself (Shit is, shit is ill) But through my will, my flow still will spill Toxic slick to shock sick like electrocute When I execute acutely over the rhythm On those that pollute, extra dosages is what I gotta give 'em Got 'em mad and tremblin' 'Cause I been up in my lab assemblin' Missiles to bomb the enemy Because they envy me and the making of my mad currency Currently I think we're in a state of an emergency 'Cause niggas done sold their souls, and now their souls is hollow And I think they can't follow They can't swallow the truth because it hurts This is how I put it down, this is my Earth, my turf The worth of my birth is a billion And you know what time it is I'm gonna make a million Yeah, you know what time is it? Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time is it? Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time is it? Believe it or not, it's so divine Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time? I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind Believe it or not, it's so divine I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind We all like to welcome you to this here flight Believe it or not, it's so divine Now entering 50 thousand feet I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind Get you higher than the sky All day and all night You have to enjoy the ride, haha You got to enjoy the ride now This is gonna last, at least five minutes of your time Shit is crazy (drop!) But a whole (drop!) Lifetime Wow (drop!) Shit is amazing Of the real rides (drop!) Now if you are to look out your right window (Need to get a hold of myself) You'll see a map (hanging on for your life) That's Labcabincalifornia (I'ma be there) Right over there (drop!) It's just now flying over Hollywood (drop!) Get a good glimpse now (cuts, Pharcyde, forever) Hold on now (infinity) A little turbulence, a little turbulence (Infinite and forever) (Droppin' these nuts) We're going down, we're going down Where's Quentin? M.O. (yeah) looks like you're gonna have to Grab the parachutes (I think I'm going) It's time to drop down on Labcabincalifornia (outta my mind) That'll be the spot We just blew an engine We're going down It's going down It's going down It's going down (Emecees are phony) it's going down (Only the real survive) Only the real survive (That's why we gotta drop it) Only the real survive (That's why we gotta stop it) Survive (That's why we gotta drop it) Only the real survive (That's why we gotta stop it) Haha On all open mic (drop!) Stand strong (drop!) Yeah Infinity Thousand feet Nine hundred feet Five hundred feet Zero Ground zero
Writer(s): James Dewitt Yancey, Romye Robinson, Derrick L. Stewart, Tre Vant Jermaine Hardson, Emandu Wilcox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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