Featured In

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You've been prayin', sayin' you want more
The sound is hype and wish you're
That you feel real good when you're part of a Kid 'N Play adventure
I think it's time to make the floor burn
What I'm sayin' is, it's your turn
To do things you've always wanted to
Here's the jam from Kid 'N Play to you
[Verse 2]
Listen up to what I'm sayin' here
Work it out, oh, you ain't stayin' here
Troopers and troopettes, you know this
Listen close, don't blow this chance
To get next to the opposite sex, it means
If you ain't down, use the exit
Just like Buddhist, we always knew this
On the strength, y'all, we can do this my way
[Verse 3]
This symphony was composed by me
Now your reps in jeopardy
Like the kiss of death to my foes
MC's are fallin' like dominos
Oppose me, you must be a little crazy
Gonna unleash the sound and the fury
Hook up the mic real quick
It's a habit I just can't kick
And when I'm through gettin' loud, the crowd'll be in ecstasy
They'll rush the stage to get next to me
Let me pick the girl that's givin' sex to me
It's time to collect my fee
[Verse 4]
Play's by my side
Rip it, run it, stick it, gun it
The boy's still stunning
Herb, don't obstruct this, where's the trumpets?
Give me the beat and I'll pump this my way
[Verse 5]
Now I'm here to rhyme, it's time to slay
You heard the Kid, now it's time for Play
Rockin' the beat that hurt programs
It makes no diff 'cause I'm so damn def
And I can diss, not ever, there's no fuss
It's just me me ever stating, debating
None of that in my domain, I'm the captain
Think you're hot? Light the match
Then pray as the DJ starts scratchin'
Kid 'N Play with the rep notorious
Take a step, why don't you just get on the floor?
The rhyme ambassadors
So hype, you wanna crash your door in
'Cause Play's at it again, behave
I'm about to begin and do it my way
[Verse 6]
It's Kid 'N Play devising a scheme
Yo, Herbie, show 'em what we mean
Confused by the words we're sayin'?
We're not serious, we're only Kid 'N Playin'
Two guys, are we shy? (Bull)
Like the tower, we're an eye full
They said we couldn't rap, said we were face men
How 'bout a taste, Herb, turn up the bass then
[Verse 7]
Play was stamped a long time ago
I was a tramp before the video
You lose your breath, I'm def, and even though
You try to fight it, you can't, so here we go
The Kid is set and I bet we get through this
I'll look at Play and he'll say, "We can do this, boy"
Clap your hands, this jam is a can't-miss
Feel free to just chant this my way
Written by: Christopher Reid, Herby Azor
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out