HEADS ARE FOREVER BOPPING

I get the good feeling spin the wheel in

Robbing and stealing, truth revealing

Doing all kinds of crapped-up things

Looking for the brother to check out how he sings

To the bone, get the loan, go alone

Disconnect the phone - you can't touch me

For the H I P, for the H O P

To the T I P, to the T O P

We got to take it back to the roots

You don't see me wearing trendy boots

Rhymers play, rhymers joke, rhymers drink, rhymers smoke

But that chokes them

Same way this how I treat it

You can try but you can't defeat it

Now she's gone, sick of a street kid

I get done for the crimes I never did

I'm not your hooligan, breaking the rule again

Back to school again

1+1=2

And 2 + 2 = 4

And 3 + 3 = 6

Together we're stronger, make sure it kicks

Now two heads are better than one

Three makes a crowd, no dogs allowed

Don't sell your soul to the devil

666 playing all kinds of tricks

Now we're here and we're packed with the technics

And a couple of Stanton 500s

Ready and boiling, wax we're burning

Respect we're earning, everyday learning

Something new, something old, the story is told

But they put you on hold...

Hit them with the fact while I reminisce

As I think about the past and I know I can make it last

You get a blast

You son of a bitch you're licking ass

I never felt ready like this before

I'm paying a 10 here and there this is war

Step down, get off the pedestal

I'm keeping myself cool, making my own rule

Switching from the one to the three, free

But if you work for them then you don't know me

Pickled peppers and yellow oranges

Big fat mangoes in the studios

Day to day I plan moves I'm making

Back in Covent Garden popping and breaking

Graffing and most of the world was laughing and

Saying it's a phase, see what my finger says

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh jumping on the buses 'cause I don't drive a car

Step by step by step, head to toe and neck

It all depends on the record on the deck

No Sleep Nigel is phenomenal

Plus I got them all going insane

Mars and marathon, not a Samaritan

From the UK and not an American

Cars are parking, dogs are barking

Pigs are flying huh I'm lying

Heads are forever bopping and amateurs are dropping

There ain't no stopping

Been through all types of bad patches

Never play games with fire or matches

Or you're bound to get burnt

Not the sinister, fuck the prime minister

Tip toeing and up's the way I'm going

Kicking and you're knowing it, you're lacking the flowing

Minds are blowing; I know exactly where I'm heading

And never putting heads to bedding that's why

Heads are forever bopping aha

You know heads are forever bopping

Yo people get 'em with a fist....

Now moderfuckas all around the world had us pissed.