Homeboy Sandman - Fitness lyrics

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Homeboy Sandman - Fitness lyrics

[Intro] [J-Live talking]: Yes y'all as we continue on with DJ J-Live youknowhatI'msayin'? New J-Live and Homeboy Sandman on W.S.P.T. We spittin'! [Verse One] [J-Live]: Yo, we take bits and pieces of masterpieces Perform surgeries, preserve the new species Drop kick feces, drop kicks and snares for MPC's F up your whole thesis [Homeboy Sandman]: Like D.C Sneakers on a roll Skateboarders grab your tape recorders, place your order bro This some orders, disregarding warnings, you don't wanna know Off the wall, Mr. Walrus, evince the underwater flow [J-Live]: Underwater flow like a damn torpedo Sink your Battleship, rather incognito Y'all combo: Schwartz-a-negro and Devito Live and Sandman like Neo and Magneto [Homeboy Sandman]: Neo and Magneto Niece mia call me Tio Never see me frag, never see me sweat, no B.O Okey dokey, vaya con dios All party people that's bi-pedal Peep through the keyhole [Hook] [J-Live]: This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness? This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness? [Verse Two] [Homeboy Sandman]: Yo Sharin' Evian water with your daughter All aboard my ? inside her orbit Aura is never outta order Big up Garcia Lorca Used to flow by strokin' broads but now my strokes are broader The flora and the fauna on the corner My office got no borders My offers aren't borin' Brilliant as the mornin' is in Bora Bora The Beatles were my favorite group Some Beetlejuice your order Shake, shake, shake senora [J-Live]: Shake your body line Make it twist like Bacardi Lime Turn a s**a MC into your favorite mime J life of the party, I'm Glowin' like a dead Jedi when I rhyme Goin' in, fan base Growin', up like a reservoir Tip, when my one eye see a horny a** dime I'm the n***a, the owner, the G.O.D Father Pt. III like Andy Garcia One time [Hook] [J-Live]: This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness? This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness? [Verse Three] [J-Live]: Yo, my rhyme books remain upgradeable Unlimited gigs, memories unfadeable The face of the franchise Far and away, untradeable You can check the stats on the back of the card or online Holla back at the God with infinite, infinitesimal, stackin' the odds Yet still movin' decimals and decibels Packin' the Ipods not to mention the yards at the festival [Homeboy Sandman]: My drive doesn't subside and that's the way I'm livin' There's a ribbon in the sky for the rhythm More bananas than cribs where the gibbons live in I'm in my prime, ala Doc Holiday in Forgiven Sick of frickin' fibbin' I've been hip to bigot driven division Been studying since Al Bundy was reading Biguns' I've been goin' round since goin' down, the bell is now dingin' No doubt, if I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down swingin' [Hook] [J-Live]: This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness? This that what y'all need to get with That futuristic yet vintage lyrical fitness Can I get a witness?

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