Woodstock 2008

Gonna bring out the gorilla in me yall Hear the pistols pump, hear the engine roar Thats my heart and soul, trying to bend the law Its a beautiful night, to fly like a phoenix Bang the beat and get high like Im Jesus I had a choice Before I got lost on a canvas Conform to the norm, Or go off on a tangent To a field of dreams, We built it with no bucks So I aimed for the stars And tilted my scope up Suddenly Suddenly at gigs We were packing the floor, Having em roar It took 2 LPs To get a crack in the door Heres Johnny, But Im happy of course I talk total true thoughts When Im tackling tours Matter fact, I just rap, Not a cat with a Porsche Im a tug- of-war of words Whirling backwards and forwards And I cant get enough of this feeling, Blaze the bonfire Up on this beach and Welcome to Woodstock 2 double 0 8 You better buckle up, this ride has no breaks Im a fang the *** **, till it flames out the back Out of control like a train off its tracks You know God damn well Who burnt the house down Buried the ******** And turned the sound round B.E.I, we bring it back to Basics And get the whole crowd ape **** Well Ive been slaving for 5 days, And finally the weekends arrived The walls and roof is on fire, Now thats what I call saturday night See if the vibe is right And the beat is tight Trust me my brother we gon eat tonight And thats a 7 course meal For my people in the gutter If we all cant share, I aint eating mother ****er I went down to the woods And took a look into my soul and A kaleidoscope of colours Started cooking in my couldren In a dark world I gotta fight Through the cruel night Spread my wings, Take flight into moonlight Im just basking in the sunshine Of fates soothing innocence Painting with a personal pallet Of moving images I am my lifes editor, You bet I might be that Jedi Knight on your red eye flight Direct like Billy Walsh, Im in charge like the Dalai Lama Roll with my Entourage Like Johnny Drama Sky surf a computer of destiny Back at the Bliss batch, Booze and Buddha is the recipe Its a baboon bash, A barbarian ball Where we all get together And we never get bored Yeah were clever with the swords, Looked what popped out ***** Came stomping through your hood With this knock out **** Well Ive been slaving for 5 days, And finally the weekends arrived The walls and roof is on fire, Now thats what I call saturday night I dont move crack rock In a fat sock I move **** rhymes Snap locked in a laptop Going 80 on the freeway, Chillin with my DJ Hot to trot And we drop with no delay This is my heart and soul bra, My art and culture We hold this ***** down Like Spartan soldiers So God forsake me for tellin my rhyme But big Macka does tell it on time With the sirens blaring I rock the damn Richter Im the fire Aries, The cosmic transmitter I cant complain That you dont know my name And if thats the case Then baby please let me explain It be that Lumberjack Macka And Johnathon Coltrane Izm in the back, Digging through the wax, Doing his thing Godforsake me God forsake what we do in the hood God forsake me God forsake what we do in the hood God forsake me God forsake what we do in the hood God forsake me Big Macka is up to no good Well Ive been slaving for 5 days, And finally the weekends arrived The walls and roof is on fire, Now thats what I call saturday night Put the pedal to the metal, Im on another level, You cannot bring me down I never settle with the devil, Im a renegrade rebel, You got to feel me now