My take on making an instrumental version of this classic song, which has been sampled in a fuckton of songs over the years. It's not perfect or a 'real instrumental', I know but hey...
One of Funkiest, most sampled beat of ALL TIME !! Reppin The Land ! Was honored to see him perform in Cleveland all I can say is " Good Gawd" !! We never sat in our seats the entire concert ! RIP Roger wit yo Bad Ass!
RIP to Roger Troutman & his brother,please wake up from the jealousy,hate & the world's deception,& learn to love one another,more bounce to the ounce to all of my sister's & brother's, its has been way overdue,to make the enemies naked,by snatching all of their cover's.
I like the way you kept switching it up so it wasn't an endless 4 or 8 second loop. Good shit. This makes me want to get my samplers out and make my own version of this again. LOL
More bounce to the ounce,stay on the good side of good & light,& don't let the darkness & the evil side pounce,pounce all on top of you ,defeat you & bounce you all around,continue to stand up tall whenever you fall & keep on walking,& don't you never,ever in life stay down,just continue to smile & cover up your frown with strength & understanding of what life is,& don't you never go backwards, & crawl,don't be half ass,until you take your last breath,reach deep inside of your beautiful self,& give it your all,& once you do that,male or female,you have truly answered your purpose & call,I love all y'all.(More bounce to the ounce,has been announced, bounce on until you can't bounce no more,it's up to you as an individual ,with much encouragement to go threw,around,or over the walls,more bounce to your ounce & your ounce only,keep it on the real,& never be phoney.
Listen close to what i say, And dont put, me on delay, See the rhymes, that i lay, Ya know i dont play, Ride the beat, like when my feet, To the pedal, Pushing metals, chromes by the waist, thats where it settles, No time to meddle, Emcees is Peebles, i bam bam, ya summer jams, Replay 1988, wait its never to late, To check the crates, The vinyl, vibrating ya spinal, The killers combo, Plus i got the turbo, spinning on the diesel, Pipes to feed you, girls who want a facial, wait lets keep it clean for the radio, Im just playin, dont get caught up, in my saying, Im a fun guy, not from Bed Stuy, I just play super fly, Like Ron Oneals, bumps on the tracks, so you can feel, Real music for the soul to heal, So just chill chill, And let the beat, give thrills, All over your bones, So sing along, As we bounce, in the caddy, lincoln daddy, High as scooby and shaggy, Dont try to bag me, Trash can me, i speak truthfully, To all the, haters under me, I stand above thee, Like government to states, the funds be, Break me off a piece, of that chunky, Rhymes so defined, you swear its copied, I dont do dope, but im dope, in the form of ecstasy, You can tell by the aroma from me, Hype the party, Like MC Lyte, or Kid n Play, Yo what else ya gotta say, I press play, The let vocals record, Til the mic is snored, Put it to sleep, cuz aint no steppin', to this, its complete, The repeat, Over the words that thrill, for real yo suckas gotta chill,
For the last couple of years I've been stuck in a hole it's lonely down here homie and that's no joke at the peak of the mountain there was a fork on the road I picture bumpy trails before but never slope's looking for hope Life turns cold discovered rope old covered in snow wiped off a sign and what do you know it said danger, stay on the road here I come in checking that chin specially them n***** from way back when from the hands top ten and back to the fist again it stays in us packing Blades , Gauges and More for the fools who can't fade us life gets cold and b****** try to change me up hand clenched on my weapon giving these n***** flat tops Mr.187 creepin out switching back and forth in them Lanes I know you see me coming by I go 100 miles per hour and I'm not stopping time slow motion while we ride by and step out this is personal give him 5 shots dip out quick
I ain't practised for 6 years to be a basic Vision of a dream But which direction should a take it Good question but it's my dream so I'm Guna chase it Made allot of enemy's Something al have to live with A just make a thick spliff And laugh at all these big kids Watching all these dealers in nice cars driving past me It's all fun and games till ya products left on the back seat Stopping at a red light stuck being a taxi Blue lights flashing Rear mirror tilting See the cop car behind you with 5 filth in Quick to make a decision That elves has left the buildinggg Abandon the vehicle They ain't getting no mug shots Till ya realised ya left ya pass port in the glove box Sick of all these idiots who do nothing but chit chat Quick to react Grab him and snap him in half like a kick Kat Wasn't born to be normal A won't settle for simple Am the darkest star you'll ever You You ain't getting a Twinkle What's a star without a twinkle And a man without a talent A think it's apparent that my skills are are unchallenged Some mc's just jealous they can't keep up Silly week fuck go get ya self beat up Used to be broke but Untill im a hundred Gs up Hard work ain't no relaxing or putting feet uppp And yeah a learned my lesson And I ain't scared of rejection But if a girl go show affection Then she's go see my erection Lethal injection Now she constantly texting and ringing up for attention A used to fuck about and got kicked out of high schoool Education was a miss so I just had to rhyme true Deneside Seaham the jungle I had to climb thro But now The road is clear and it's free for me to ride through Follow ⚠️ New Instagram: DeanDunville👀 🇬🇧northeast 🎵Grime & hiphop dreemdunville™ New tracks 🔜 Subscribe⚠️
Shit mines has tha INTRO, HOOKS, BLANK VERSES, & OUTRO...FUCKIN WMG BLOCKED IT IN THA US!!!! I'ma have to redownload tha video and and 30 seconds to it or something so WMG won't say shit...Mines is perfect...
