What’s It All About (Letra)

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Yeah, opposite of h2o y’know

Whats it all about
Whats it all about
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 1:
Its about drag copping the bank or copping the range
Laid up some where i ain’t gotta be poppin them thangs
Cuz i already got the cash
So who would ever think you’ll see drag without his mask
Waitin for a vic to past
Its about drag off the strip out the orphanage
Of course this is same kid
Coughin off the nics
What you see something different
All i keeps different is my woman no kids so a nigga chilling
Stay peeling, what are you kiddin money stacked to the ceiling
Chicks wit a frown see my rims spinning grinning
Fiends on the block
Still see my cane’ll cop
Cause traffic on the block
Red, yellow, green top
While i’m bumping at the light in a mean drop
Turn it down cops coming burn the rubber now
Grimy nigga just wanna see the better thang
See what this cheddar bring
And listen to my niggas sing

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 2:
Its about what coke to flip what chick to hit
What bus to split
While y’all worry who whips the sick
Shit, i’m a trump type
Gimme a denali and i’m happy
Wit something sitting in the seat sassy
And for me wouldn’t mind getting her knees ashy
And for beef first on to get the heat to pass me
And its not about you acting like you god
Cuz i find that mighty hard
If you walking wit a bodyguard
Y’all cats is like ice when y’all stepping out ya rols
Y’all see me in my over dressed clothes its like y’all froze
Listen, i swear i won’t take the white gold
Strictly platinum, i mean thats what y’all said was happening
Like when y’all talk about ya rolie
And how its shining
But when drag get it consider it bad timing
This is drag rhyming, okay
I only paid attention to what big said
For now its what my nigs say

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Verse 3:
Its about ruff ryders staying number one in the charts
We don’t pop much crys but we pop a lotta clips
We gone stay street thats where gotta eat
Y’all see us thirty deep motorcycles murda weeks
We make throttle sounds till they track us down
Than pop wheelies till our back touch ground
People on the side say "here go the action now"
What you talking bout we don’t do no crashing now
We be in and out catch you back at the spot
Tank top, bike hop, bank stop
Block hot still got knock from last week shots
But y’all know drag never cry to the cops
That just give fiends time to detox
Long as i got air in my lungs i’m a blow out my ops
I’m a ruff ryde till enough fry
I’m stronger than mudslides
I’m fire, so can’t nobody touch i

Whats it all about
Whats it all about

Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about
Whats it all about (2x)

Na na na na na (what what)
Na na na na na (party people)
Na na na na naaaa
Na na na na naaaa (say it, say it)
Na na na na na (party people)
Na na na na na (say it, say it)
Na na na na naaaa (party people)
Na na na na naaaa (party people)

Whats it all about (party people)
Whats it all about (say it, say it)
Whats it all about (drag-on)
Whats it all about (flame on)

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What’s It All About? (Letra)

Run-d.m.c.

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[run] i would like to throw "rock box" in the start of this one..

{*jam master jay obliges with the cut..
"run.. dee.. run.. d.. m.. c.."
"here we go again!" -> chuck d*}

"what’s it all about?" (4x with stutter repeats)

[run]
Livin in the city – the crack the mack and all that
Easy does it, is it was it
The black or white that friday night
In those racist places – let’s get it right
Ah to the maximum, and keep askin ‘um
When the city gonna fix where the blacks are from
And every day around the way another one got
Bucked in his head – from a gunshot
No chance in advance for the ambulance
Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
But that’s how it goes down when you’re livin in the city

{*jam master jay cuts "what’s it all about?" samples*}

[d.m.c.]
Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
In the metropolis there’s no stoppin this
Can’t agree with society poppin this
Disagree with the plea when they coppin it
Some men pretend the end will come soon
They gather what they can and them boom
You played yourself, you made your wealth;
The deal was dealt – now your health is in question
Three card molly, hoodlums – who are we?
Pollution, prostitution, in god we –
– need a solution, revolution, substitution
For the thing’s that we’re abusing
Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets
Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
There’s no progress for the rest
God bless for less

{*jam master jay cuts "what’s it all about?" samples*}
(*musical breakdown*}

[run] what it is?
[dmc] what’s it all about?
[run] whassup g?
[dmc] what it be?
[run] how you livin homeless probably
Mandela’s free
[dmc] and they’re rollin with d
[both] in history you cannot see em like they cannot see me
[run] the berlin wall
[dmc] it all had to fall
[run] they said no but..
[jay] "yo!" "yes y’all!"
[run] the people that spoke were never provoked
And now it’s tumblin down
Freedom of speech for each
[dmc] now how that sound?
[run] try to stop me from sayin what i want to say
My funky rhyme i never quit until the break of day
Now here we go as i flow and show and kick
[dmc] infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation
And be a.. seer cause i’m reason with run
[run] and now that the point is out
Let the jam slam my man and tell me
What’s it all about?

{*jam master jay cuts "what’s it all about?" samples*}
(*musical breakdown*}

[d.m.c.]
I flex my muscle, what i must do
Is bumrush you, fuck you i’ll crush you
The ku klux klan is fucked up
And every good man’ll understand
Beginnin and winnin, from the first fuckin vocal
I spoke to you, i ain’t no joke to you
I do what i want to do
If you don’t like what me and my crew is doin then fuck you
What i do and what i done with jay and run
None could ever become, to sum it up bum..
Get off my dick and out my kingdom
(yo yo d tell em where you’re from)
Straight from hollis, queens
I’m still eatin collard greens and i’m doin the same things
I ain’t never goin out suckers..
Punk motherfuckers!
What’s it all about?

(*musical breakdown*}

What’s It All About (Letra)

Drag-on

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[busta rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Busta rhymes, slum village
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flipmode squad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out y’all
We gone’ bounce around like this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…yeah
Yo

First class
Full blast
Smash
Everything, women wiggle that ass
All my niggas analyse the color contrast
Live parallel, bound, shake control that ass
Hocus…pocus…focus
Smoke this watch busta rhymes the dopest
Hit y’all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum village hot shit and you know this
Now at dates we talk funny and floss money
Chippie shot that whip down when the day’s sunny
Busta rhymes and slum village will make a pilgrimage
Run detroit all the way back to the brooklyn bridge
Black bats and as the crime rhyme spray in my max
Spendin my wax
I’m feelin’ one time
Blow your mind, shine, blind all y’all at the same time
Regulate chickens i always come and take mine

Hook 1 (x2)
{do it}
What it’s all about
{stop}
What it’s all about

[jay-dee]
It’s on now
We worldwide
Yo crew what up
Yo
I’m every mc by the name of jay-dee {do it}
Yeah that’s the way it is nigga get your money {do it}
Detroit the metropolis
Supply why try ain’t no stoppin’ this shit
Sv stay on top of this
If your not bloppin’ this niggas poppin the {bleep}
It’s all real
You know i ain’t no approxamist
Stay in the mix like apopadoppolis
Get it
Who you die for
Get it
The proper shit
Sv, flipmode your not stoppin’ this

Hook 2
Busta rhymes: to my nigga jay-dee
{what it all about}
Stop
{what it’s all about}
Do it
{what it’s all about}
Stop
{what it’s all about}
Do it
{what it’s all about}

[t3]
Yo
Live on wax
With the extra raps
See the s been doin’ this shit since way back
Say that, when it comes to rap
We got a nack for that
And for that we brag
And so we rap
For this lucretive stack
Grippin the phat caddilic
With the diamond back
If you was to ask me where it’s at
Said it’s all about the cheese and these sv cats
On a real
Real detroit rap
Player haters get the actual finesse it lacks
Either words you speak can get you caught in a trap
Don’t write your own raps let somebody else do that
That’s word up

Hook 1 (x2)

[baatin]
We smack niggas
Cause niggas don’t give a fuck
Frank nearly got em pity on these niggas for what
My nigga dane working up the game he from earth
Show these niggas how you get your money’s worth
I’m movin’ in position with my mutual fund
I take it out in seconds and you don’t know i as done
I’m every mc plus 3 plus 1
All around the world gave these suckers the runs
Call me bizmal with the pepto shit
I guess that you can see that we’re the ultimate
Flipmode squad and the slum’s the shit
Come on everybody let me see you get down
Come on everybody go to town

Hook 1 (x2)

[busta rhymes: outro]
…makin’ you bounce
My niggas slum village makin’ you bounce
Busta rhymes y’all makin’ you bounce
It’s flipmode squad baby makin’ you bounce
Niggas in the world, makin you bounce
All my bitches in the world you know we’re makin’ you bounce
Yo,yo
Yo we makin’ you bounce
Just shake your little ass girl makin you bounce

Hook 1 [to fade]