Figure It Out (Melvin's Theme)

Aye hold up hold up, wait thru it
Lemme roud the buffer
Lemme do some shit real quick, man
Lemme do sum' real quick
Who wanna battle me right now for ten G's?
Aye, who wanna see me?
Aye, you know I'm lyin' with y'all, I'm just bullshittin'
Havin' fun? Aye aye aye
But check this out tho, check this out
I wanna give love to all the future generation DJ's
Just comin', ya know what I'm sayn?
And keep it comin', homoie, keep it comin'
Ya know what I'm sayn?
That's what I call the don't give a shit style
That's the dope shit right there
Ya know what I'm sayn?

(Scratches)
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
Whaeva made you think I neva bow down?
(Fuck with me)
Whaeva made you think I neva bow down?
Whaeva made you think I neva bow down?
(Down my niggas surpirsed)
Whaeva made you think I neva bow down?
(Duck duck duck who's the man
Whaeva made you think I neva bow down?

(Break)

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If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style

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I'm goin' back to scratchin', rappin', clappin'
Got you realizin' that beat junkies the sound
So since he came in the town, ya know he shuttin' it down
And all the people can't get off of this
Speed it down, slow it down, either way
Put the needle on the record, and the static sins chills
Thru the body of a real DJ
The select' dream is to only play the records that they feel
And to still be payed
Add it up, dance floor packed plus warn that they wanna come clash with us
Dj Baboo, dilated world famous dj now crew
Now catch the rush

(Scratches)

(Scratches)
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out
If you forgot my lane, walk my style
Warned this a few times, you figure it out



Credits
Writer(s): Rakaa Taylor, Michael Taylor Perretta, Christopher E. Oroc
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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