what happens remix - Five Deez

When i grab the microphone i get down like light speed

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone i tend to make kids bleed

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone i get biz for all my peeps

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone we win battles like steak sweeps

It was the Five D Mc’s who rock the place with ease

New levels of life, lovely light you find on minds empty

Time to find drums and lace

Relay simply the facts of love and hate

Raheem drops beams in 88

In 89, i rhymed on lines on school desks

Lab became the routine

Ahead of my time like ill stocks

How could the real ever stop

These MC’s they say

Self preservations prioritized

Over time wasting

I rise like heat from the sun at 6 o clock

Surprise young minds, like pistol wip’ers from Glocks

My treatments be the shock

Electrocution you’re losing your whole life force

In situations you be caught

Ass out, thats to see what your life’s all about

Now the strong will survive

And the weak take dives

The slaves take lives

I’m taking files from FBI, makin'

Photocopies to give sight to the blind

For the deaf, i make beats to stretch like my breath

For the dumb, mic checks one time for ya mind

Do with it, what you will even if its, just recline

Tests for the soul with high stakes for the balance

Why waste talent, if its already written to be liven

This life of astrological travel and intuition

In addition, I’m wishin' more than heads would listen

Probably over-D'n on pills when i rock my shit

When i grab the microphone the crowd gets buckwild

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone i catch you sleeping like child

It was the single D double double D crew who

And when i grab the microphone i get biz like markie

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone i rock for props not for free

Be the Five D Mc’s who make cuts like surgery

Lets put it together

Over the rain and the stormy weather

Rock forever cause they never hear of them

They tried to murder them

Outta nowhere, see the smoke and the sparks

Flames in the dark, beats in the park

Cars bangin', the rhymes hangin' sucka MC’s

With styles lyrics and degrees from college

Five Deez bring the knowledge of life

From wisdom understands and the rhythm to give em the truth and rock

Over the top, hip-hop, fucking the cops in the anus

Cause they hate us, they can cut with the faders

Eating on a 12 hundred turntables

Wasn’t able to survive in my dimension

Didn’t listen so they die

A death blow and pain taking ya breath slow

Let go of ya previous out-look

Cause we about to flip the script and rip

Like ya neva' knew, take ya revenue

From the heavens a crew with 7's all up in the mix so bust this

Loving the lust wishing the trust could be

Before ya eyes close, and when no longer comes out ya nose

Cause blood flows thats how it goes when ya fucking with pro’s

Its like that y’all, Five Deez worldwide

And when i rock the microphone these kids step to the side

When i grab the microphone i refresh like iced tea

It was the single D double double D crew who

And when i grab the microphone nobody rhyme like me

It was the single D double double D crew who

When i grab the microphone i combat like tai chi

It was the single D double double D crew who

And when i grab the microphone i give kids lobotomies

It was the Five D Mc’s 3 mikes like trinity

I stay precise on swiss army

My time is nice

We must plan concise

Progressive moves

Till all digest these grooves

If most niggas could sit for a half a sec'

I guarantee they ears get wet

Wetter than vets left standing at charlies checkpoint

Check charlie with this next joint

Kick yo ass like

Like minds trained for games, for losers

Sock you in face with word placement of choice

Opinions get voiced, get amplified

The type on pad and L leaves paper moist

You catch like

Descend with subterranean men

And reappear like stress next year

What you hear is what we know

Never been backbone

Pro’s status, on back burners

Rhymes types like

No vandals who pick up on other channels

Pack burners with solid (?) and flannels

Got niggas blew out like candles