TROTM Lyrics

[Lhunagar]

hey there y'all..

since there ain't no trotm lyrics around until now I propose we make a lyrics thread like we did for lost&found a while ago.. that worked out fine so everybody who's interested.. just pick a song and post the lyrics here.. the other members could correct it so that the final and correct versions could be posted on tims website :jazzy:

tracklist:

1. Hip Hop (feat. Twone Gabz)

2. Let Me Hear U Clap (feat. Pos of De La Soul)

3. Run That Back (feat. Eshon Burgundy and Black Ice)

4. The Definition (feat. Kel Spencer) [DevilsJim89]

5. Touch Me With Ur Handz (feat. Chinah Blac)

6. Jeff n Fess (feat. Rhymefest)

7. Practice (feat. J-Live) [Lhunagar]

8. Supa Jean (feat. Jean Grae)

9. The Garden (feat. Big Daddy Kane) [Da Brakes]

10. She Was So Flyy (feat. Kardinal Offishall)

11. Hold It Down (feat. Method Man) [bigWillieFan01]

12. All I Know (feat. C.L. Smooth)

13. Go See The Doctor 2k7 (feat. Twone Gabz) [Hero1]

14. My Soul Ain't For Sale (feat. Raheem DeVaughn) [JumpinJack AJ]

15. Come On (feat. Dave Ghetto)

16. Brand New Funk 2k7 (feat. Peedi Peedi)

bonus track/ ep only:

17. Can't Buy Me Love (feat. Biz Markie)

18. Whatever U Want (feat. Little Brother)

lyrics missing - lyrics available - will be done by [name]

Edited May 18, 2007 by Lhunagar

[BigWillieFan01]

Here Ya have the Lyrics for "Hold It Down" feat. Method Man:

HOLD IT DOWN (FEAT. METHOD MAN)

[intro: Method Man]

Aight, Staten Island what up,

Yeah, Long Island what up, Come on,

Jazzy Jeff yall, Phillie what's good,

Haha, New Jersey,

Yo I just had a Phillie cheese steak, That **** was good as a mutha****a.

[Method Man]

Yo, Yo, Who do it till the death,

Let the magnificent Jeff go do it to the rest,

You see the difference, Assumin we a threat,

Yall just impotent, Aint no use of screwin with the best naw,

I wrote a 16 a throw it in a tech,

Shootin game at these fools now for foolin with a vet yeah,

It's Mr. Mef really, Who did you expect,

Another **** talkin MC, With booty on the breath naw,

Let's smoke somthin, Let your dude hold somthin,

And this dudes coke runnin till the blue coats commin yes,

Cruise still stuntin, Radio still frontin,

And the stuff they still bumpin got me numb, I feel nothin Jeff,

So I'ma get it like I spit it,

Get my glass you can fill it to the rim with the realest and,

I'm talkin back when Biggie Smalls was the illest,

And the boys from Cypress Hill said how I could just kill a man.

[Chorus 2X: Method Man]

Already knowin how we go, Let's get at your people,

I'm flowin these streets know, I hold it down,

And for the channel, The G code Jeff,

Just let the peeps know I'm reppin the east coast, So hold it now.

[Method Man]

Until my nuts get room enough to breath,

I'ma break down the leaf, My brotha crush the weed,

Not Puff Daddy, No boy I puff the trees,

In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese,

They called me Mr., I got what you need,

And a bag of sour dezz, You aint gotta pluck the seeds naw,

So hit the peddle, I'll bring you up to speed,

Nearly smashed up to beamer, No more cognac for me,

See I'm in my backyard still cleanin,

All the fiends still fiendin, Better deal with the demons and,

I'm just bein rash, I'm like what's the meanin,

Cause as far as MCin I aint likin what I'm seein man,

Nah, So M-E-F's on some other ****,

Feel it like that first piece of pussy, Fell in love with it,

Yall know what up with it, If I'm with my brohter get,

Money, Clothes, Hoes, 24s on the mother ship.

[Chorus]

Edited May 26, 2007 by BigWillieFan01

[Hero1]

i'll do go see the doctor 2k7

[Da Brakes]

I'll do The Garden!

[JumpinJack AJ]

I'll do "My Soul's Not For Sale" tomorrow!

[Da Brakes]

IF anyone can fill in the blanks I'd be grateful! I just can't seem to get what he's saying!

The Garden

You ain’t looking in the mouth of madness, kid you facing it

Put your game face on and start embracing it

I’m from the streets that first started all that hating ****

And niggas still spelt ghetto with the ‘h’ in it

You see the innocent children from ten in the buildings

Get that menacing feeling, but when it’s revealed

The 16’s just an enterprise, you pretend to ride

It seems what’s been applied is this new genocide

Niggas ain’t showing if there skills is there

Niggas ain’t trying to build careers

When them guns start to buss and you ain’t feel prepared

Now your rhymes just a souvenir from a kill career

Understand I do a lot renovating myself

Kane he never been know for ???? breaking himself

Club shooting, thug **** innovating myself

But you’ll never catch the garden criminating myself

CHORUS

In the garden of hip hop always stay true

And always remember just what a snake do

Watch those around you coz they be fake too

And never let the game make you (most of all)

In the garden of hip hop stay in ????

There’s a lot of seed beneath where the dirt is

Dig a little deeper to scratch the surface

And maybe then you’ll understand you purpose

Now reflecting on the game kid I have to say

Much love to the one Jam Master Jay

A lost to hit the world of hip hop like John Lennon

Chapter outta life that prevailed the wrong in him

Still from The Notorious hearts is shooken

The streets started looking like we’re missing part of Brooklyn

A disappointing flavour that we taste before

But a spot still secure for the late Shakur

The pain was severe when we lost Aaliyah

We tried to get by, and turned around and lost Left Eye

We even see how fatal diseases be

Snatching players like Easy E easily

Respect to Freaky Tah, Big L and Big Pun

The big one, that left The Terror Squad forever scarred

Your lifestyle and your musical gift

In the hearts of many you will truly be missed

CHORUS

I never claimed to be the kid slinging rocks or ex

Never claimed to be the kid that be popping them techs

But if you look just like my name got stock in the jets

That ain’t my style though. I simply not wish to flex

But if you want we can sit and talk dollars and cheques

Good investments and what follows a ????

You sitting here looking brolic and vex

Trying to screwface dudes but trying to face ??? the opposiste sex

Take a glass of the remy and start with the ex

I never had to trouble **** I’ll take a shot of it next

Life is beautiful Jeff, for real baby. Trying to tell you. Ohhh Jazzy Jeff

CHORUS

[DevilsJim89]

I'll do "The Definition" (ft. Kel Spencer) sometime within the next couple of days!

[Lhunagar]

kewl... I see some progress hehe :gettinjiggywitit:

I'll try practice then :rockon:

[JumpinJack AJ]

Here we go. My favorite song off the album (i think). Some of the whipsers were actually kinda hard 2 make out, even after adjusting the sound. There a blank (______) or 2 somewhere in the song where i could use some help.

My Soul Ain't For Sale / My Soul's Not 4 Sale

DJ Jazzy Jeff feat. Raheem DeVaughn

My soul

My my soul

My soul

My soul is not for sale

Yeah

Hey, what good is a beat if the music is weak

So I went to the street with my knapsack

And I recorded, yes they bought it

And they two-step and soul clapped

I wrote this in a dream, I'm a microphone fiend

from the rimshot to the high hat

I shall ( I shall) proceed (proceed)

to rock and write why they be like...

What's wrong with him?

(Oh, I got the hustle in my veins)

What's wrong with him?

(I been strugglin'_______)

What's wrong with him?

(Even my lady said)

Tell me what's wrong with him?

(I'm lookin' forward to change)

What's wrong with him?

(Hey, I got a brand new sound)

What's wrong with him?

(Even drivin' my _______)

What's wrong with him?

(They say, tell me...)

What's wrong with him?

And out the clear, I hear 'em whisperin'

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

Oh, my, my soul ain't for sale

And i be hearin'

Why he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

If you singin' to the beat and listenin' between the lines

You will probably hear that I'm way before my time

I'm way out the box like over here

That's me and Jeff bouncin' in your ear

Turn it up, turn it up so you can hear it proper

(Harmonies and vibin' beats)

Oh, I got a one-way ticket with destiny

Oh, I ain't gonna let it worry me when they holla

What's wrong with him?

(I never ran I never run)

What's wrong with him?

(I march to a different drum)

What's wrong with him?

(Still, I'm on another page)

Tell me what's wrong with him?

(Hey, I got a son to raise)

What's wrong with him?

(I will be a slave)

What's wrong with him?

(This ain't industry)

What's wrong with him?

(This here is history)

Tell me what's wrong with him?

(Oh man, ain't nothin' wrong with me; I just keep 'em sayin')

What's wrong with him?

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' this?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

And out the clear, I hear 'em whisperin'

Why he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em...

My soul ain't for sale

And I be hearin'

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

I'm an R-N-B hippie soul_____ rock star

Play this in the club or turn it up in your car

Do what'cha like, how ya like

Now what you hear is not a test

It's Jeff on the 1's and 2's

And this here is the headknock, make ya body rock

To get you in yo' groove

What's wrong with him?

(I like that Hip-Hop and Bebop)

What's wrong with him?

(I'm the truth in the booth)

What's wrong with him?

(Can I say it loud?)

What's wrong with him?

(Oh, I'm black and proud)

What's wrong with him?

(I'm caught up in the melody)

What's wrong with him?

(Most High flowin' through me)

What's wrong with him?

(In my music, I ain't never lie)

Tell me what's wrong with him?

And out the clear I hear 'em whisperin'

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

And i be hearin'

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

And out the clear I hear 'em whisperin'

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

And I be hearin' 'em

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

As we two-step to the beat

Let's do a truce sign

And Rest In Peace to the boy Jay Dee

How he doin' this, why he doin' that

How he sellin' that?

I hear 'em whisperin'

You know I tell 'em

My soul ain't for sale

Raheem DeVaughn

(My soul ain't for sale)

Rockin' with The Magnificent

We got the ______ Picaso in the house

Kenny Dope

Don Deezy, what's good?

It's all Hip-Hop, It's all love, It's all music

And my soul ain't for sale