P. King - Bring it Right lyrics

[Hook] If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue If you wanna rock the ice, and your style is tight Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right [Afu-Ra] It's the, rap spectacular, cardiovascular You see these lyrics they gonna laugh at ya You wanna take it to the streets movin backwards Straight up and down, you get slapped up like Ca**ius And if they want holes hook 'em with a catheter Mental manipulation like Blackula Controllin forces knockin soldiers off their horses Whether the Benz or the Rolls Royce's Ain't nothin close to kilometer Testa Rosa Body barometer, pop just like a toaster I heat and freeze it off simultaneously Instantaneously, ain't no one worthy but me I hold my head like a sire for a second The state of hip hop in my head went through blizzards Now I hokus pokus regain my focus I got to keep it movin move smoother than Braggadocios [Hook] If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop a slug, gimme a clue If you wanna shock the sights, and you're outta sight Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right [Afu-Ra] Inferable, impenetrable, mineral, serial Spiritual, visuals, sprinkle mics with my lyricals I use astrophysics and aeronautics Biologically technical unpointed message view The type to snatch danger right out your pa**age view I bring it back to the essence was Exodus, wanna get next to us Honeys doin doobies, but the booties gettin rushed [Hook] If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop the bubb', gimme a clue If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right [Afu-Ra] You got beef that I'm a stomp with this, bombs I launch wit this Peep the flames from my orifice, I'm off wit this Betta call your boss for this, I'm squashin 'em, you Ain't goin far my friend Insatiable unstoppable, syllable, module It's logical the diabolical after my molecules I had to enhance my thought pharmaceuticals Lyrics is literal paintin pictures daily rituals I like to free verse from coast to coast On boats and boast, files be dope and dope Open scopes, Afu is like hope on a rope Goin for broke, I make sing somethin I wrote [Hook] If you wanna rock the clubs, you can to If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop a slug, give me a clue If you wanna rock the ice, and your style is right Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right [Afu-Ra] Peep this modern day follow through, nothin will boggle you Suggest I hit them with the darts, now they jiggle too Now ladies taste a lick, and lick the lyrical liquor Takin a swigger, checkin her figure, countin her figga's Some roll through on that real type Perrelli 'ish Some roll through on that meet me at the telli 'ish Evidently, evidence stains for centuries I carve my name in your head like I'm a memory I'm composin with the Beethoven slogan Year 3000 on the run like I'm Logan Change the gases, switch my anti matter You see I spent about ten life times as a rapper [Hook] If you wanna rock the clubs, you can to If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop a slug, give me a clue If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right If you wanna go to clubs, you can too If you wanna pull the plug, gimme a clue If you wanna rock the mic, and your style is right Well, you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right