Let It All Hang Out

Ah, yeah

Chillin' witchya, A.D.O.R., c'mon

Me and Pete Rock

Uh-huh

Kick the fat tracks

Yeah

C'mon

C'mon

Pumpin' out fuel, for all to use, yo

We're gettin' buckwild on this A.D.O.R. slammin' groove

Steppin up to bum-rush the stage

Get the crew motivator by the spark of the rage

The mic is the teacher, to get you out the cage

From the get-go, the critics ranted and raved

'Cause hip-hop was too strong

The road to the riches, we began to pave

Where the body, the mind, the soul become one

Intertwined with peace, and hostility, none

Is the message loud and clear, for all to hear

And may the crowds cheer, uh, which is the season of the year

The flow, a-to a rugged kind of tempo

And what this all means, it's time to let yourself go

It's time to get you on to this ninety-delic tip

I'm not a hippie, but yo, B, I'm hip

A ninety-delic definition means no more self-doubt

Future on point, yo, my brother's gonna work it out

The pressure gets hot, a state of mind is in about

Flip off the vibes, c'mon, and let it all hang out

Let it all hang out (Uh, 'cause we got what ya like)

Let it all hang out ('Cause we got what ya like)

Let it all hang out (Yeah, c'mon, hang it out)

Let it all hang out, hang it out

C'mon, feel the vibe from the rhythm, as I break the devil's ties

A feeling of good times, musical highs

Rhythm, harmony, soul-skills and that put together

For the master plan is surely to attract

The people it take, the speakers to quake, the points to make

The A.D.O.R. possesses what it takes

To make it feel good, the way it should

Gimme the mic and Pete Rock, and you know I could

Straight up getcha all, uh, all night long

It feels too right, too strong to be wrong

Let's turn it up, full blast and make it last

Yo, I'm thinkin' 'bout the future, **** the past

With the beat that's pumpin'

To get the people jumpin', but sayin' somethin'

Do you know what I'm talkin' about

When I tell you to express yourself? (Yes, sir)

And let it all hang out

Let it all hang out

Uh, 'cause we got what ya like

Let it all hang out, hang it out

Let it all hang out

'Cause they got what ya like

Let it all hang out

Pete Rock, give it to 'em, uh

C'mon, uh

So clap your hands, hip-hop fans

For another definition of the rhythm, is what you demand

Pump your fists and yell "Go," go

For what A.D.O.R. possesses is a feeling from seasoned soul

For all to feel, 'cause our feeling is real

Some new jacks don't know the deal

If you can shake it, and not fake it

C'mon rise you're gonna make, make, make it

To the top of the pile, get hyped, fly child

While this record's spinnin', I'm settin' the pace

Feel the bass 'cause the verdict is in, uh-huh

E.M.'s on the case, to get you all, uh

A-with the beat that's raw

And keep it, give it to ya, uh, of course

I don't drink the stout, but I get wide open

When I shout, when I shout I let it all hang out

Let it all hang out, let it all hang out, hang it out

Let it all hang out, hang it out

'Cause they got what ya like

Let it all hang out, hang it out

I let it all hang out

Let it all hang out, hang it out

'Cause we got what ya like, uh

Let it all hang out, hang it out

'Cause we got what ya like

Let it all hang out, come on, hang it out

I let it all hang out

I let it all hang out