so live!

- you know guys like me and you gotta kick it here

old school

- yeah

this is

this is truly old school

- definitely old school

yo

yo

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my fellas

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my ladies

we keep the par-ty so live

cunninlynguistics

we see the par-ty so live

get live

set to destroy all the fakers

'cus this ones for the b-boys and the breakers

take ya

to another level with the sound

freaking the flow

deacon and kno getting down

take it all back to the essence

when you could go to a party and not leave with your head split

cunninlynguists getting live

respect the foundation

the hip-hop vibe

now get up get up

gonna rip up rip up

any motherfucker if they don't shut they shit up

puts your hands up like it's a stick up

i got ya head jerking like some hiccups

its deacon the villain

i'll'in' with my nigga rolls

rappers be soft

they probably walk on their tippy toes

word up jays game

and roll diggy

flows potent

even my breath smells like sticky dro

yo

yo

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my fellas

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my ladies

we keep the par-ty so live

cunninlynguistics

we see the par-ty so live

i'm chillin' the french way

i'm not the best

but more or less

the style is

for those that test

i shake em down like bumpy nuts

smashed out their face

even slam it like a dummy cut

yo

kentucky shogun

who's the master

ya damm right

deep in the last dragon

flows off the wall like they outlaw tagging

understand me when i tell you this

i got the style that'll give you fits

and get you pissed that ya can't rhyme like this

hype with the type of shit that leave ya hyper tense

when ya feel it don't be acting stiff

just go on ahead and grab a chick

do that dance a bit

before ya hit her

yo

yo

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my fellas

we keep the par-ty so live

to all my ladies

we keep the par-ty so live

cunninlynguistics

we see the par-ty so live

yo i'm a

gun and uh

cocked and ready

quick to leave ya head spinning like rocksteady

get mistaken for a b-boy breaking your dome

off the planet like i've been turboed out the o-zone

the rap roy jones you better be ducking and weaving

take a breath so quick you're bound to be sucking your teeth in

when kno's on the 1200's

cutting and bleeding

when i'm stuck in my broom like it ain't nothing and leaning

i just ripped the mic and crushed cataclysmic

blast a sentence that would leave a rapper limping

nowadays cats only rhyme about their bankroll

but i've been fresh ever since fuzzy kangol

don't y'all be starting nothing

just chill the hell out while we keep the party jumping

i know what's got you feelin' nice

me and my man deacon the villian illin' keeping it live