Bomdigi by Epmd
Intro:
I'll just sway...
This's the way it goes down
Def squad
Nine-pound
Check this here
Verse one:
The e gets wicked, no need for the biscuit
The green-eyed funkdafied brother coming wicked
I sets the party off just like tanqueray
The funk lord, nobody else could swing this way
I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk coast to coast and
I buck like shot, 'cause I know I got cha opin
Check the soup, I dogg the mic like snoop
I get swift like h-town, when I knock da boots (daaat's right)
I'm dynamite with this mic
I show like doug e. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the do-wah-diddy
To your city, on the zapp side with the vibe
I'm stone cold like bobby and ralph t
I come with the game of death, without bruce lee
The irregular speakin, for those mc's who be tweakin
Catch me at the beacon just freakin
Chorus:
Brothers can't see me
'cause my style's the bom-digi-bom-uh-dang-a-dang-digi / repeat 2x
...
Brothers can't see me
Verse two:
It goes one for the trouble, two for the show
Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay like the most beautiful
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