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The Gentleman's Sport Of Listening
The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
over a glass of port, true witnessing
Over gin over scotch
We don't look at our watch
The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
Deservant of a listening ear
Seen a 12" disc turn to a burning sphere
The loudest cheer was the silent smiling
The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
You talking, I'm bristling
You're not listening
escorted out the building
The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
I'm saying "Shut the fuc up!"
when a M.C. is playing
It's The Gentlemen's Sport
A Lyrical Court with a Mic plugged into the port
The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
When you enter the club it's a secret
Mum's the word but you can peep it
We ain't "saying nothing"
Better be on point when you say'n something
In The Gentlemen's Sport Of Listening
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Strange Desire To Bust
I'm on a loop like the Velodrome
I "Bust" at will
unbearable urge to kill I "Bust"
The Public hush and listen to
How they ripped Hip Hop the banner
replaced it with ratatat tata
I should have encased my tapes in amber
I catch heart attacks like Fred Sanford
What they say about Hip Hop my answer
Microphones and M.C.'s don't phase me no more
because of lyrical amour
more imagination that's lure to bust
Some don't understand it
when I open handed send the mic plummet to the planet to "Bust"
(Chorus)
To bust Pow! Supernova between composition covers
My words kiss like lovers
fornicate while the whole world slumbers
I dance on numbers
alphanumeric
selfish not to share it
damn if I can compare it
I'll break the remainder of beats
rip papyrus, catchy like a virus
got you open like iris now
Now you looking for pen and your drum
Well I've succeeded
The formula is mix it up until things get heated to bust
That's when I step up and let my rhymes conduct
(Chorus)
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Duet
01:17
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Duet
Duet since we first met
we was nice, two in life
I'd do it twice
Smooth duo singing duet
In both your eyes-I knew it
1 to the 2 I made a move
now it's canopies and pools
If I ever, ever lose
The bluest-duet
You the sparkle in my eye, a baguette
I just might sing it with violins you're smiling
When it's just me and you in the silence
In this duet
Two forms become fluid
Her shoulder is soft as the rest when I hold her
When it's cold, I'm hot
I told her
Our ballet is a duet
slow dance hold hands aloft
and we off in the
duet
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You Fool's!
02:12
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You Fool's
"You Fool's"
I bang my slide rule on the table
"You Fool's"
I mixed Hip Hop and Jazz
and made you move
You want to duel?
I got 2 mics, 2 hands
"You Fool's"
These beats are fuel
mad as you Boo
You should be flipping with your crew
that isn't you
71-72
Sleeping on those records "You Fool's"
I'll boil you in a cup of Bitches Brew!
I paid my dues! Who you!
I take my record and cut it "You Fool's"
They Jewels!
a fool is like a sucka and you know that they hate me, but never gone fade me
in Puma's or Stacey's
They said I'm never gone make it
"You Fool's"
I'm living Rick The Ruler rules serving all you crumbs with disdain
"You Fool's"
I use Boolean to run through the circuit I'm moving men
sometimes wild like a hooligan
I'll school you to the rudiments
Leave the class to beat your ass
I blast you with the talk see my walk
I'm from L.A. "You Fool's"
So don't get it twisted
I'm as deadly as three M.C.'s on 3 MP's
city keys I hold them and pen
My hand full
I use my other to grab Mics and slap pads to trigger the boom bash
and count cash
You Fools!
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Illpage #5
01:24
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5151 on any Drum
I bum rush the set and push press your death
My breath is a gale
Dare me to yell
Pell mell I break the bell off the nail
Spirit of a B Boy inside a man what that mean
I'm like the distant memory smooth enemy of wack
I don't chat I just kick it
If the mic is presented you may never get it back
If I kicked it once you would swear I had gold fronts bright as the lux
I spit many lengthy poetical cantos
It's a body of work that never ends I suppose
I'm giving stylings and wild wilings
on fine sonics
I hear Ganjah K's Chronic!
This time is torturous for professors
I connect my beats like M.C. Escher
If my show is a lecture then you learn'n
My ill wording say's suckas see curtains
you may not understand my prejudice
My ledgers lend
Nip pens
Moleskines
Make you say hold it then
When I finish I the next
but remember the wreck
thinking you flex better
then you make a record
stepp'n' up to chess when you know, you know you play checkers
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Speed Suit Theme (Bonus)
03:02
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Wishy (Bonus)
02:04
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Folding Money (Bonus)
02:04
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Gentlemen's Sport Inst
01:49
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Illpage #5 Inst
01:24
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Duet Inst
01:17
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You Fool's! Inst
02:12
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