Easy Back It Up - Styles of Beyond

Written by：Takbir Bashir/Malik Taylor/Colton Fisher

It was 11:33 just waking up to write

Got plans to meet my man at the jam tonight

Got a call from tiger Chan he said Whassup take

Yo my car broke down meet me at the bus stop

What time about five I'll be ready when I'm done

4:22 turn twenty one so you know

Threw on my shades to block the rays from the sun

I stepped out the door and now my day's begun

So I'm walking down the block think about that girl Britney

Knowing that I'm going to the club to get tipsy

If I step out of line would she soon forget me

I don't know I'm dazed and confused like a hippie

Waiting on the corner for the four door Honda

Picked me up with the switch seat recliner

Yo I hear the horn blowing from these girls behind us

I turned around to look and they got all obnoxious

They recognize the face can we get your autograph

Yo I turned back to Ryu and we started to laugh

We got a show to do tonight that's what I yelled out the window

They pulled up on the side with a pen and pad for info

One had pretty eyes with the buttermilk complexion

So I ran it down the line with the directions yo

Every time we got a jam to make

We make sure the beat knocks we dig up in the crate

Once the vibe is straight we packing the place

It's the S O B put the needle on the plate

What what what what

Put the needle on the plate

Uhh uhh

Put the needle on the plate

Yeah uh

Wait back it up hup easy back it up

Wait back it up hup easy back it up

Wait back it up hup easy back it up

Stepping out in style three dimensional light beams

Knight queens and club kings swingeing hype cling

Tripping over bottles of Moet on my way to the dance floor

Pan thers freaking my folklore

My bloody roar buddy deplore cunning game to transform

And trap a dame flat in nine seconds we take aim

Change to battle beast that'll cease any attempt

In petty offensive diss to my click

We move quick you might not even recognize my presence

Thirty second assassination sedation weapon

Step into the club all these thugs wanna shoot me

Because I'm well known at the spot they call me roofies

Hitting hard rocks when I travel through veins

And wake up in three days not remeberin thangs

The reign of the poetry prince of darkness the martian

Stompin from California to Boston lost in space

So take caution face the facts harken

Eagle talon attack pack it up often

Audio abortion distortion offense

Corporate decaptitated three headed horsemen

Shredded portions of serial murder endorsement

Course across clubs and fold my armed forces

Every time we got a jam to make

We make sure the beat knocks we dig up in the crate

Once the vibe is straight we packing the place

It's the S O B put the needle on the plate

What what what what

Put the needle on the plate

Uhh uhh

Put the needle on the plate

Yeah uh

Wait back it up hup easy back it up

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Wait back it up hup easy back it up

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